15. Miss Mowcher ("David Copperfield") marries Uriah Heep ("David Copperfield"). Which statement will be most correct?
From Quiz Mixed Up Dickens!
Answer:
They will have trouble dancing.
Miss Mowcher, a single hairdresser, was extremely short. Heep, tall and lanky, was clerk to Mr. Wickfield, and had designs on his daughter. Neither was married. The only possible correct answer is, due to their extreme contrasting heights - they would have had a difficult time dancing at the wedding. Dickens first describes Miss Mowcher (who was based on his wife's chiropodist) thusly: "I looked at the doorway and saw nothing. I was still looking at the doorway, thinking that Miss Mowcher was a long while making her appearance, when, to my infinite astonishment, there came waddling round a sofa which stood between me and it, a pursy dwarf, of about forty or forty-five, with a very large head and face, a pair of roguish grey eyes, and such extremely little arms, that, to enable herself to lay a finger archly against her snub nose, as she ogled Steerforth, she was obliged to meet the finger half-way, and lay her nose against it. Her chin, which was what is called a double chin, was so fat that it entirely swallowed up the strings of her bonnet, bow and all" ("David Copperfield")
His introduction of the Uriah Heep character, thought by some to be modeled after Hans Christian Anderson, is classic: "When the pony-chaise stopped at the door, and my eyes were intent upon the house, I saw a cadaverous face appear at a small window on the ground floor (in a little round tower that formed one side of the house), and quickly disappear. The low arched door then opened, and the face came out. It was quite as cadaverous as it had looked in the window, though in the grain of it there was that tinge of red which is sometimes to be observed in the skins of red-haired people. It belonged to a red-haired person-a youth of fifteen, as I take it now, but looking much older-whose hair was cropped as close as the closest stubble; who had hardly any eyebrows, and no eyelashes, and eyes of a red-brown, so unsheltered and unshaded, that I remember wondering how he went to sleep. He was high-shouldered and bony; dressed in decent black, with a white wisp of a neckcloth; buttoned up to the throat; and had a long, lank, skeleton hand, which particularly attracted my attention, as he stood at the pony's head, rubbing his chin with it, and looking up at us in the chaise. ("David Copperfield")