1 'He has been CALLED mad,' said my aunt.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 14. MY AUNT MAKES UP HER MIND ABOUT ME 2 He couldn't have thrown a word at a mad dog.
3 However, mad or sane, he tried, returned Miss Mowcher.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 22. SOME OLD SCENES, AND SOME NEW PEOPLE 4 Each of us, in his own way, got more mad every moment.
5 You must not allow your father to take such a mad step.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 25. GOOD AND BAD ANGELS 6 'And nice people they were, who had the audacity to call him mad,' pursued my aunt.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 14. MY AUNT MAKES UP HER MIND ABOUT ME 7 I needed but the sound of his voice to be so madly enraged as I never was before, and never have been since.
8 And at last took the blame upon himself,' added my aunt; 'and wrote me a mad letter, charging himself with robbery, and wrong unheard of.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 54. Mr. MICAWBER'S TRANSACTIONS 9 This she was doing when Peggotty came running in, and bounced down on the ground beside us, and went mad about us both for a quarter of an hour.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 8. MY HOLIDAYS. ESPECIALLY ONE HAPPY AFTERNOON 10 These vigorous measures struck such terror to the breast of Mrs. Crupp, that she subsided into her own kitchen, under the impression that my aunt was mad.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 37. A LITTLE COLD WATER 11 The words were no sooner out of my mouth, than he rattled away as if he, my box, the cart, and the donkey, were all equally mad; and I was quite out of breath with running and calling after him, when I caught him at the place appointed.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 12. LIKING LIFE ON MY OWN ACCOUNT NO BETTER, I ... 12 Sometimes I see the butcher, bloody but confident; sometimes I see nothing, and sit gasping on my second's knee; sometimes I go in at the butcher madly, and cut my knuckles open against his face, without appearing to discompose him at all.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 18. A RETROSPECT 13 The mad gentleman looked on, out of my little window; Mr. Chillip's baby wagged its heavy head, and rolled its goggle eyes, at the clergyman, over its nurse's shoulder; Mr. Omer breathed short in the background; no one else was there; and it was very quiet.
David Copperfield By Charles DickensContextHighlight In CHAPTER 31. A GREATER LOSS