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among em with my child, minding only her; and brought her safe out, in the dead of the night, from that black pit of ruin! She attended on Emly, said Mr. Peggotty, who had released my hand, and put his own hand on his heaving chest; she attended to my Emly, lying wearied out, and wandering betwixt whiles, till late next day. Then she went in search of me; then in search of you, Masr Davy. She didnt tell Emly what she come out fur, lest her art should fail, and she should think of hiding of herself. How the cruel lady knowd of her being theer, I cant say. Whether him as I have spoke so much of, chanced to see em going theer, or whether (which is most like, to my thinking) he had heerd it from the woman, I doent greatly ask myself. My niece is found. All night long, said Mr. Peggotty, we have been together, Emly and me. Tis little (considering the time) as she has said, in wureds, through them broken-hearted tears; tis less as I have seen of her dear face, as growd into a womans at my hearth. But, all night long, her arms has been about my neck; and her head has laid heer; and we knows full well, as we can put our trust in one another, ever more. He ceased to speak, and his hand upon the table rested there in perfect repose, with a resolution in it that might have conquered lions. It was a gleam of light upon me, Trot, said my aunt, drying her eyes, when I formed the resolution of being godmother to your sister Betsey Trotwood, who disappointed me; but, next to that, hardly anything would have given me greater pleasure, than to be godmother to that good young creatures baby! Mr. Peggotty nodded his understanding of my aunts feelings, but could not trust himself with any verbal reference to the subject of her commendation. We all remained silent, and occupied with our own reflections (my aunt drying her eyes, and now sobbing convulsively, and now laughing and calling herself a fool); until I spoke. You have quite made up your mind, said I to Mr. Peggotty, as to the future, good friend? I need scarcely ask you. Quite, Masr Davy, he returned; and told Emly. Theers mighty countries, fur from heer. Our future life lays over the sea. They will emigrate together, aunt, said I. Yes! said Mr. Peggotty, with a hopeful smile. No one cant reproach my darling in Australia. We will begin a new life over theer! I asked him if he yet proposed to himself any time for going away. I was down at the Docks early this morning, Sir, he returned, to get information concerning of them ships. In about six weeks or two months from now, therell be one sailingI see her this morningwent aboardand we shall take our passage in her. Quite alone? I asked. Aye, Masr Davy! he returned. My sister, you see, shes that fond of you and yourn, and that accustomed to think ony of her own country, that it wouldnt be hardly fair to let her go. Besides which, theers one she has in charge, Masr Davy, as doent ought to be forgot. Poor Ham! said I. My good sister takes care of his house, you see, Maam, and he takes kindly to her, Mr. Peggotty explained for my aunts better information. Hell set and talk to her, with a calm spirit, wen its like he couldnt |
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