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‘
Trust
me
no
more
,
but
trust
me
no
less
,
than
you
would
trust
a
full
-
sized
woman
,
’
said
the
little
creature
,
touching
me
appealingly
on
the
wrist
.
‘
If
ever
you
see
me
again
,
unlike
what
I
am
now
,
and
like
what
I
was
when
you
first
saw
me
,
observe
what
company
I
am
in
.
Call
to
mind
that
I
am
a
very
helpless
and
defenceless
little
thing
.
Think
of
me
at
home
with
my
brother
like
myself
and
sister
like
myself
,
when
my
day
’
s
work
is
done
.
Perhaps
you
won
’
t
,
then
,
be
very
hard
upon
me
,
or
surprised
if
I
can
be
distressed
and
serious
.
Good
night
!
’
I
gave
Miss
Mowcher
my
hand
,
with
a
very
different
opinion
of
her
from
that
which
I
had
hitherto
entertained
,
and
opened
the
door
to
let
her
out
.
It
was
not
a
trifling
business
to
get
the
great
umbrella
up
,
and
properly
balanced
in
her
grasp
;
but
at
last
I
successfully
accomplished
this
,
and
saw
it
go
bobbing
down
the
street
through
the
rain
,
without
the
least
appearance
of
having
anybody
underneath
it
,
except
when
a
heavier
fall
than
usual
from
some
over
-
charged
water
-
spout
sent
it
toppling
over
,
on
one
side
,
and
discovered
Miss
Mowcher
struggling
violently
to
get
it
right
.
After
making
one
or
two
sallies
to
her
relief
,
which
were
rendered
futile
by
the
umbrella
’
s
hopping
on
again
,
like
an
immense
bird
,
before
I
could
reach
it
,
I
came
in
,
went
to
bed
,
and
slept
till
morning
.
In
the
morning
I
was
joined
by
Mr
.
Peggotty
and
by
my
old
nurse
,
and
we
went
at
an
early
hour
to
the
coach
office
,
where
Mrs
.
Gummidge
and
Ham
were
waiting
to
take
leave
of
us
.
‘
Mas
’
r
Davy
,
’
Ham
whispered
,
drawing
me
aside
,
while
Mr
.
Peggotty
was
stowing
his
bag
among
the
luggage
,
‘
his
life
is
quite
broke
up
.
He
doen
’
t
know
wheer
he
’
s
going
;
he
doen
’
t
know
—
what
’
s
afore
him
;
he
’
s
bound
upon
a
voyage
that
’
ll
last
,
on
and
off
,
all
the
rest
of
his
days
,
take
my
wured
for
‘
t
,
unless
he
finds
what
he
’
s
a
seeking
of
.
I
am
sure
you
’
ll
be
a
friend
to
him
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
?
’
‘
Trust
me
,
I
will
indeed
,
’
said
I
,
shaking
hands
with
Ham
earnestly
.
‘
Thankee
.
Thankee
,
very
kind
,
sir
.
One
thing
furder
.
I
’
m
in
good
employ
,
you
know
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
,
and
I
han
’
t
no
way
now
of
spending
what
I
gets
.
Money
’
s
of
no
use
to
me
no
more
,
except
to
live
.
If
you
can
lay
it
out
for
him
,
I
shall
do
my
work
with
a
better
art
.
Though
as
to
that
,
sir
,
’
and
he
spoke
very
steadily
and
mildly
,
‘
you
’
re
not
to
think
but
I
shall
work
at
all
times
,
like
a
man
,
and
act
the
best
that
lays
in
my
power
!
’
I
told
him
I
was
well
convinced
of
it
;
and
I
hinted
that
I
hoped
the
time
might
even
come
,
when
he
would
cease
to
lead
the
lonely
life
he
naturally
contemplated
now
.
‘
No
,
sir
,
’
he
said
,
shaking
his
head
,
‘
all
that
’
s
past
and
over
with
me
,
sir
.
No
one
can
never
fill
the
place
that
’
s
empty
.
But
you
’
ll
bear
in
mind
about
the
money
,
as
theer
’
s
at
all
times
some
laying
by
for
him
?
’
