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‘
I
say
!
Peggotty
!
She
can
’
t
live
by
herself
,
you
know
.
’
‘
Oh
,
bless
you
!
’
said
Peggotty
,
looking
at
me
again
at
last
.
‘
Don
’
t
you
know
?
She
’
s
going
to
stay
for
a
fortnight
with
Mrs
.
Grayper
.
Mrs
.
Grayper
’
s
going
to
have
a
lot
of
company
.
’
Oh
!
If
that
was
it
,
I
was
quite
ready
to
go
.
I
waited
,
in
the
utmost
impatience
,
until
my
mother
came
home
from
Mrs
.
Grayper
’
s
(
for
it
was
that
identical
neighbour
)
,
to
ascertain
if
we
could
get
leave
to
carry
out
this
great
idea
.
Without
being
nearly
so
much
surprised
as
I
had
expected
,
my
mother
entered
into
it
readily
;
and
it
was
all
arranged
that
night
,
and
my
board
and
lodging
during
the
visit
were
to
be
paid
for
.
The
day
soon
came
for
our
going
.
It
was
such
an
early
day
that
it
came
soon
,
even
to
me
,
who
was
in
a
fever
of
expectation
,
and
half
afraid
that
an
earthquake
or
a
fiery
mountain
,
or
some
other
great
convulsion
of
nature
,
might
interpose
to
stop
the
expedition
.
We
were
to
go
in
a
carrier
’
s
cart
,
which
departed
in
the
morning
after
breakfast
.
I
would
have
given
any
money
to
have
been
allowed
to
wrap
myself
up
over
-
night
,
and
sleep
in
my
hat
and
boots
.
It
touches
me
nearly
now
,
although
I
tell
it
lightly
,
to
recollect
how
eager
I
was
to
leave
my
happy
home
;
to
think
how
little
I
suspected
what
I
did
leave
for
ever
.
I
am
glad
to
recollect
that
when
the
carrier
’
s
cart
was
at
the
gate
,
and
my
mother
stood
there
kissing
me
,
a
grateful
fondness
for
her
and
for
the
old
place
I
had
never
turned
my
back
upon
before
,
made
me
cry
.
I
am
glad
to
know
that
my
mother
cried
too
,
and
that
I
felt
her
heart
beat
against
mine
.
I
am
glad
to
recollect
that
when
the
carrier
began
to
move
,
my
mother
ran
out
at
the
gate
,
and
called
to
him
to
stop
,
that
she
might
kiss
me
once
more
.
I
am
glad
to
dwell
upon
the
earnestness
and
love
with
which
she
lifted
up
her
face
to
mine
,
and
did
so
.
As
we
left
her
standing
in
the
road
,
Mr
.
Murdstone
came
up
to
where
she
was
,
and
seemed
to
expostulate
with
her
for
being
so
moved
I
was
looking
back
round
the
awning
of
the
cart
,
and
wondered
what
business
it
was
of
his
.
Peggotty
,
who
was
also
looking
back
on
the
other
side
,
seemed
anything
but
satisfied
;
as
the
face
she
brought
back
in
the
cart
denoted
.
