Mr. Peggotty uttered no cry, and shed no tear, and moved no more, until he seemed to wake again, all at once, and pulled down his rough coat from its peg in a corner.

“Bear a hand with this! I’m struck of a heap, and can’t do it,” he said, impatiently. “Bear a hand, and help me. Well!” when somebody had done so. “Now give me that theer hat!”

Ham asked him whither he was going.

“I’m a-going to seek my niece. I’m a-going to seek my Em’ly. I’m a-going, first, to stave in that theer boat, and sink it where I would have drownded him, as I’m a livin’ soul, if I had had one thought of what was in him! As he sat afore me,” he said, wildly, holding out his clenched right hand, “as he sat afore me, face to face, strike me down dead, but I’d have drownded him, and thought it right !—I’m a-going to seek my niece.”

“Where?” cried Ham, interposing himself before the door.

“Anywhere! I’m a-going to seek my niece through the wureld. I’m a-going to find my poor niece in her shame, and bring her back. No one stop me! I tell you I’m a-going to seek my niece!”

“No, no!” cried Mrs. Gummidge, coming between them, in a fit of crying. “No, no, Dan’l, not as you are now. Seek her in a little while, my lone lorn Dan’l, and that’ll be but right; but not as you are now. Sit ye down, and give me your forgiveness for having ever been a worrit to you, Dan’l—what have my contrairies ever been to this !—and let us speak a word about them times when she was first an orphan, and when Ham was too, and when I was a poor widder woman, and you took me in. It’ll soften your poor heart, Dan’l,” laying her head upon his shoulder, “and you’ll bear your sorrow better; for you know the promise, Dan’l, ‘As you have done it unto one of the least of these, you have done it unto Me’; and that can never fail under this roof, that’s been our shelter for so many, many year!”

He was quite passive now; and when I heard him crying, the impulse that had been upon me to go down upon my knees, and ask their pardon for the desolation I had caused, and curse Steerforth, yielded to a better feeling. My overcharged heart found the same relief and I cried too.


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