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On
my
imparting
this
discovery
in
confidence
to
Peggotty
,
she
informed
me
that
her
brother
dealt
in
lobsters
,
crabs
,
and
crawfish
;
and
I
afterwards
found
that
a
heap
of
these
creatures
,
in
a
state
of
wonderful
conglomeration
with
one
another
,
and
never
leaving
off
pinching
whatever
they
laid
hold
of
,
were
usually
to
be
found
in
a
little
wooden
outhouse
where
the
pots
and
kettles
were
kept
.
We
were
welcomed
by
a
very
civil
woman
in
a
white
apron
,
whom
I
had
seen
curtseying
at
the
door
when
I
was
on
Ham
’
s
back
,
about
a
quarter
of
a
mile
off
.
Likewise
by
a
most
beautiful
little
girl
(
or
I
thought
her
so
)
with
a
necklace
of
blue
beads
on
,
who
wouldn
’
t
let
me
kiss
her
when
I
offered
to
,
but
ran
away
and
hid
herself
.
By
and
by
,
when
we
had
dined
in
a
sumptuous
manner
off
boiled
dabs
,
melted
butter
,
and
potatoes
,
with
a
chop
for
me
,
a
hairy
man
with
a
very
good
-
natured
face
came
home
.
As
he
called
Peggotty
‘
Lass
’
,
and
gave
her
a
hearty
smack
on
the
cheek
,
I
had
no
doubt
,
from
the
general
propriety
of
her
conduct
,
that
he
was
her
brother
;
and
so
he
turned
out
—
being
presently
introduced
to
me
as
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
the
master
of
the
house
.
‘
Glad
to
see
you
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
.
‘
You
’
ll
find
us
rough
,
sir
,
but
you
’
ll
find
us
ready
.
’
I
thanked
him
,
and
replied
that
I
was
sure
I
should
be
happy
in
such
a
delightful
place
.
‘
How
’
s
your
Ma
,
sir
?
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
.
‘
Did
you
leave
her
pretty
jolly
?
’
I
gave
Mr
.
Peggotty
to
understand
that
she
was
as
jolly
as
I
could
wish
,
and
that
she
desired
her
compliments
—
which
was
a
polite
fiction
on
my
part
.
‘
I
’
m
much
obleeged
to
her
,
I
’
m
sure
,
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
.
‘
Well
,
sir
,
if
you
can
make
out
here
,
fur
a
fortnut
,
‘
long
wi
’
her
,
’
nodding
at
his
sister
,
‘
and
Ham
,
and
little
Em
’
ly
,
we
shall
be
proud
of
your
company
.
’
Having
done
the
honours
of
his
house
in
this
hospitable
manner
,
Mr
.
Peggotty
went
out
to
wash
himself
in
a
kettleful
of
hot
water
,
remarking
that
‘
cold
would
never
get
his
muck
off
’
.
He
soon
returned
,
greatly
improved
in
appearance
;
but
so
rubicund
,
that
I
couldn
’
t
help
thinking
his
face
had
this
in
common
with
the
lobsters
,
crabs
,
and
crawfish
,
—
that
it
went
into
the
hot
water
very
black
,
and
came
out
very
red
.
After
tea
,
when
the
door
was
shut
and
all
was
made
snug
(
the
nights
being
cold
and
misty
now
)
,
it
seemed
to
me
the
most
delicious
retreat
that
the
imagination
of
man
could
conceive
.
To
hear
the
wind
getting
up
out
at
sea
,
to
know
that
the
fog
was
creeping
over
the
desolate
flat
outside
,
and
to
look
at
the
fire
,
and
think
that
there
was
no
house
near
but
this
one
,
and
this
one
a
boat
,
was
like
enchantment
.
Little
Em
’
ly
had
overcome
her
shyness
,
and
was
sitting
by
my
side
upon
the
lowest
and
least
of
the
lockers
,
which
was
just
large
enough
for
us
two
,
and
just
fitted
into
the
chimney
corner
.
Mrs
.
Peggotty
with
the
white
apron
,
was
knitting
on
the
opposite
side
of
the
fire
.
Peggotty
at
her
needlework
was
as
much
at
home
with
St
.
