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‘
Clara
Peggotty
BARKIS
!
’
he
returned
,
and
burst
into
a
roar
of
laughter
that
shook
the
chaise
.
In
a
word
,
they
were
married
,
and
had
gone
into
the
church
for
no
other
purpose
.
Peggotty
was
resolved
that
it
should
be
quietly
done
;
and
the
clerk
had
given
her
away
,
and
there
had
been
no
witnesses
of
the
ceremony
.
She
was
a
little
confused
when
Mr
.
Barkis
made
this
abrupt
announcement
of
their
union
,
and
could
not
hug
me
enough
in
token
of
her
unimpaired
affection
;
but
she
soon
became
herself
again
,
and
said
she
was
very
glad
it
was
over
.
We
drove
to
a
little
inn
in
a
by
-
road
,
where
we
were
expected
,
and
where
we
had
a
very
comfortable
dinner
,
and
passed
the
day
with
great
satisfaction
.
If
Peggotty
had
been
married
every
day
for
the
last
ten
years
,
she
could
hardly
have
been
more
at
her
ease
about
it
;
it
made
no
sort
of
difference
in
her
:
she
was
just
the
same
as
ever
,
and
went
out
for
a
stroll
with
little
Em
’
ly
and
me
before
tea
,
while
Mr
.
Barkis
philosophically
smoked
his
pipe
,
and
enjoyed
himself
,
I
suppose
,
with
the
contemplation
of
his
happiness
.
If
so
,
it
sharpened
his
appetite
;
for
I
distinctly
call
to
mind
that
,
although
he
had
eaten
a
good
deal
of
pork
and
greens
at
dinner
,
and
had
finished
off
with
a
fowl
or
two
,
he
was
obliged
to
have
cold
boiled
bacon
for
tea
,
and
disposed
of
a
large
quantity
without
any
emotion
.
I
have
often
thought
,
since
,
what
an
odd
,
innocent
,
out
-
of
-
the
-
way
kind
of
wedding
it
must
have
been
!
We
got
into
the
chaise
again
soon
after
dark
,
and
drove
cosily
back
,
looking
up
at
the
stars
,
and
talking
about
them
.
I
was
their
chief
exponent
,
and
opened
Mr
.
Barkis
’
s
mind
to
an
amazing
extent
.
I
told
him
all
I
knew
,
but
he
would
have
believed
anything
I
might
have
taken
it
into
my
head
to
impart
to
him
;
for
he
had
a
profound
veneration
for
my
abilities
,
and
informed
his
wife
in
my
hearing
,
on
that
very
occasion
,
that
I
was
‘
a
young
Roeshus
’
—
by
which
I
think
he
meant
prodigy
.
When
we
had
exhausted
the
subject
of
the
stars
,
or
rather
when
I
had
exhausted
the
mental
faculties
of
Mr
.
Barkis
,
little
Em
’
ly
and
I
made
a
cloak
of
an
old
wrapper
,
and
sat
under
it
for
the
rest
of
the
journey
.
Ah
,
how
I
loved
her
!
What
happiness
(
I
thought
)
if
we
were
married
,
and
were
going
away
anywhere
to
live
among
the
trees
and
in
the
fields
,
never
growing
older
,
never
growing
wiser
,
children
ever
,
rambling
hand
in
hand
through
sunshine
and
among
flowery
meadows
,
laying
down
our
heads
on
moss
at
night
,
in
a
sweet
sleep
of
purity
and
peace
,
and
buried
by
the
birds
when
we
were
dead
!
Some
such
picture
,
with
no
real
world
in
it
,
bright
with
the
light
of
our
innocence
,
and
vague
as
the
stars
afar
off
,
was
in
my
mind
all
the
way
.
I
am
glad
to
think
there
were
two
such
guileless
hearts
at
Peggotty
’
s
marriage
as
little
Em
’
ly
’
s
and
mine
.
I
am
glad
to
think
the
Loves
and
Graces
took
such
airy
forms
in
its
homely
procession
.
Well
,
we
came
to
the
old
boat
again
in
good
time
at
night
;
and
there
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Barkis
bade
us
good
-
bye
,
and
drove
away
snugly
to
their
own
home
.
I
felt
then
,
for
the
first
time
,
that
I
had
lost
Peggotty
.
I
should
have
gone
to
bed
with
a
sore
heart
indeed
under
any
other
roof
but
that
which
sheltered
little
Em
’
ly
’
s
head
.
Mr
.
Peggotty
and
Ham
knew
what
was
in
my
thoughts
as
well
as
I
did
,
and
were
ready
with
some
supper
and
their
hospitable
faces
to
drive
it
away
.
Little
Em
’
ly
came
and
sat
beside
me
on
the
locker
for
the
only
time
in
all
that
visit
;
and
it
was
altogether
a
wonderful
close
to
a
wonderful
day
.
It
was
a
night
tide
;
and
soon
after
we
went
to
bed
,
Mr
.
Peggotty
and
Ham
went
out
to
fish
.
I
felt
very
brave
at
being
left
alone
in
the
solitary
house
,
the
protector
of
Em
’
ly
and
Mrs
.
Gummidge
,
and
only
wished
that
a
lion
or
a
serpent
,
or
any
ill
-
disposed
monster
,
would
make
an
attack
upon
us
,
that
I
might
destroy
him
,
and
cover
myself
with
glory
.
But
as
nothing
of
the
sort
happened
to
be
walking
about
on
Yarmouth
flats
that
night
,
I
provided
the
best
substitute
I
could
by
dreaming
of
dragons
until
morning
.
