Little Em'ly is found, safe, Mr. Peggotty is happy, moving to Australia, former fiance is sad, Davy has become an established author (and I chuckled at Mr. Omer's assessment of his book: "And as to feeling sleepy! Not at all!"), blah blah blah. Let's get to what's really important: the takedown of Uriah Heep.
I have one tiny grumble about the unveiling of the dastardly activities of Mr. Heep (the HEEP of Infamy!!). Fond as I am of Mr. Micawber, and how lovely to see him step up and do the right thing even though he has no reason to believe his own personal circumstances won't improve for it, Lord Almighty but it took him forever to get to his point. I know Dickens was going for humor, but I couldn't help starting to feel impatient. And sad at how little Aunt Betsey was involved. Don't you kind of wish Aunt Betsey had been the one to discover this infamy? Imagine how fun her unveiling would have been!
But no matter. Heep has been unmasked for the dreadful creature his physiognomy has always made him seem to be. I can only hope there will be severe punishment. And that his mother is punished too for her aiding and abetting.
So...Did Dora die at the end of the last chapter, in concert with Jip? And why did she want to talk to Agnes? I don't think it takes a Sherlock to figure out what that conversation was all about.
Dickens is rapidly approaching the end. I hope he doesn't pull an Our Mutual Friend and wrap every loose end up at the speed of light. Two more weeks. Next week, chapters 54-57.