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I
don
’
t
wonder
at
it
.
I
’
ve
made
your
sister
so
all
day
,
and
Master
Davy
.
’
Here
I
was
suddenly
melted
,
and
roared
out
,
‘
No
,
you
haven
’
t
,
Mrs
.
Gummidge
,
’
in
great
mental
distress
.
‘
It
’
s
far
from
right
that
I
should
do
it
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Gummidge
.
‘
It
an
’
t
a
fit
return
.
I
had
better
go
into
the
house
and
die
.
I
am
a
lone
lorn
creetur
’
,
and
had
much
better
not
make
myself
contrary
here
.
If
thinks
must
go
contrary
with
me
,
and
I
must
go
contrary
myself
,
let
me
go
contrary
in
my
parish
.
Dan
’
l
,
I
’
d
better
go
into
the
house
,
and
die
and
be
a
riddance
!
’
Mrs
.
Gummidge
retired
with
these
words
,
and
betook
herself
to
bed
.
When
she
was
gone
,
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
who
had
not
exhibited
a
trace
of
any
feeling
but
the
profoundest
sympathy
,
looked
round
upon
us
,
and
nodding
his
head
with
a
lively
expression
of
that
sentiment
still
animating
his
face
,
said
in
a
whisper
:
‘
She
’
s
been
thinking
of
the
old
‘
un
!
’
I
did
not
quite
understand
what
old
one
Mrs
.
Gummidge
was
supposed
to
have
fixed
her
mind
upon
,
until
Peggotty
,
on
seeing
me
to
bed
,
explained
that
it
was
the
late
Mr
.
Gummidge
;
and
that
her
brother
always
took
that
for
a
received
truth
on
such
occasions
,
and
that
it
always
had
a
moving
effect
upon
him
.
Some
time
after
he
was
in
his
hammock
that
night
,
I
heard
him
myself
repeat
to
Ham
,
‘
Poor
thing
!
She
’
s
been
thinking
of
the
old
‘
un
!
’
And
whenever
Mrs
.
Gummidge
was
overcome
in
a
similar
manner
during
the
remainder
of
our
stay
(
which
happened
some
few
times
)
,
he
always
said
the
same
thing
in
extenuation
of
the
circumstance
,
and
always
with
the
tenderest
commiseration
.
So
the
fortnight
slipped
away
,
varied
by
nothing
but
the
variation
of
the
tide
,
which
altered
Mr
.
Peggotty
’
s
times
of
going
out
and
coming
in
,
and
altered
Ham
’
s
engagements
also
.
When
the
latter
was
unemployed
,
he
sometimes
walked
with
us
to
show
us
the
boats
and
ships
,
and
once
or
twice
he
took
us
for
a
row
.
I
don
’
t
know
why
one
slight
set
of
impressions
should
be
more
particularly
associated
with
a
place
than
another
,
though
I
believe
this
obtains
with
most
people
,
in
reference
especially
to
the
associations
of
their
childhood
.
I
never
hear
the
name
,
or
read
the
name
,
of
Yarmouth
,
but
I
am
reminded
of
a
certain
Sunday
morning
on
the
beach
,
the
bells
ringing
for
church
,
little
Em
’
ly
leaning
on
my
shoulder
,
Ham
lazily
dropping
stones
into
the
water
,
and
the
sun
,
away
at
sea
,
just
breaking
through
the
heavy
mist
,
and
showing
us
the
ships
,
like
their
own
shadows
.
At
last
the
day
came
for
going
home
.
I
bore
up
against
the
separation
from
Mr
.
Peggotty
and
Mrs
.
Gummidge
,
but
my
agony
of
mind
at
leaving
little
Em
’
ly
was
piercing
.
We
went
arm
-
in
-
arm
to
the
public
-
house
where
the
carrier
put
up
,
and
I
promised
,
on
the
road
,
to
write
to
her
.
(
I
redeemed
that
promise
afterwards
,
in
characters
larger
than
those
in
which
apartments
are
usually
announced
in
manuscript
,
as
being
to
let
.
)
We
were
greatly
overcome
at
parting
;
and
if
ever
,
in
my
life
,
I
have
had
a
void
made
in
my
heart
,
I
had
one
made
that
day
.
