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‘
Time
has
changed
me
more
than
it
has
changed
you
since
then
,
’
said
I
.
‘
But
let
these
dear
rogues
go
to
bed
;
and
as
no
house
in
England
but
this
must
hold
you
,
tell
me
where
to
send
for
your
luggage
(
is
the
old
black
bag
among
it
,
that
went
so
far
,
I
wonder
!
)
,
and
then
,
over
a
glass
of
Yarmouth
grog
,
we
will
have
the
tidings
of
ten
years
!
’
‘
Are
you
alone
?
’
asked
Agnes
.
‘
Yes
,
ma
’
am
,
’
he
said
,
kissing
her
hand
,
‘
quite
alone
.
’
We
sat
him
between
us
,
not
knowing
how
to
give
him
welcome
enough
;
and
as
I
began
to
listen
to
his
old
familiar
voice
,
I
could
have
fancied
he
was
still
pursuing
his
long
journey
in
search
of
his
darling
niece
.
‘
It
’
s
a
mort
of
water
,
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
‘
fur
to
come
across
,
and
on
’
y
stay
a
matter
of
fower
weeks
.
But
water
(
‘
specially
when
’
tis
salt
)
comes
nat
’
ral
to
me
;
and
friends
is
dear
,
and
I
am
heer
.
—
Which
is
verse
,
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
surprised
to
find
it
out
,
‘
though
I
hadn
’
t
such
intentions
.
’
‘
Are
you
going
back
those
many
thousand
miles
,
so
soon
?
’
asked
Agnes
.
‘
Yes
,
ma
’
am
,
’
he
returned
.
‘
I
giv
the
promise
to
Em
’
ly
,
afore
I
come
away
.
You
see
,
I
doen
’
t
grow
younger
as
the
years
comes
round
,
and
if
I
hadn
’
t
sailed
as
‘
twas
,
most
like
I
shouldn
’
t
never
have
done
‘
t
.
And
it
’
s
allus
been
on
my
mind
,
as
I
must
come
and
see
Mas
’
r
Davy
and
your
own
sweet
blooming
self
,
in
your
wedded
happiness
,
afore
I
got
to
be
too
old
.
’
He
looked
at
us
,
as
if
he
could
never
feast
his
eyes
on
us
sufficiently
.
Agnes
laughingly
put
back
some
scattered
locks
of
his
grey
hair
,
that
he
might
see
us
better
.
‘
And
now
tell
us
,
’
said
I
,
‘
everything
relating
to
your
fortunes
.
’
