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‘
I
don
’
t
know
!
—
You
mustn
’
t
marry
more
than
one
person
at
a
time
,
may
you
,
Peggotty
?
’
‘
Certainly
not
,
’
says
Peggotty
,
with
the
promptest
decision
.
‘
But
if
you
marry
a
person
,
and
the
person
dies
,
why
then
you
may
marry
another
person
,
mayn
’
t
you
,
Peggotty
?
’
‘
YOU
MAY
,
’
says
Peggotty
,
‘
if
you
choose
,
my
dear
.
That
’
s
a
matter
of
opinion
.
’
‘
But
what
is
your
opinion
,
Peggotty
?
’
said
I
.
I
asked
her
,
and
looked
curiously
at
her
,
because
she
looked
so
curiously
at
me
.
‘
My
opinion
is
,
’
said
Peggotty
,
taking
her
eyes
from
me
,
after
a
little
indecision
and
going
on
with
her
work
,
‘
that
I
never
was
married
myself
,
Master
Davy
,
and
that
I
don
’
t
expect
to
be
.
That
’
s
all
I
know
about
the
subject
.
’
‘
You
an
’
t
cross
,
I
suppose
,
Peggotty
,
are
you
?
’
said
I
,
after
sitting
quiet
for
a
minute
.
I
really
thought
she
was
,
she
had
been
so
short
with
me
;
but
I
was
quite
mistaken
:
for
she
laid
aside
her
work
(
which
was
a
stocking
of
her
own
)
,
and
opening
her
arms
wide
,
took
my
curly
head
within
them
,
and
gave
it
a
good
squeeze
.
I
know
it
was
a
good
squeeze
,
because
,
being
very
plump
,
whenever
she
made
any
little
exertion
after
she
was
dressed
,
some
of
the
buttons
on
the
back
of
her
gown
flew
off
.
And
I
recollect
two
bursting
to
the
opposite
side
of
the
parlour
,
while
she
was
hugging
me
.
‘
Now
let
me
hear
some
more
about
the
Crorkindills
,
’
said
Peggotty
,
who
was
not
quite
right
in
the
name
yet
,
‘
for
I
an
’
t
heard
half
enough
.
