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A
few
words
were
interchanged
between
him
and
Mr
.
Creakle
,
as
,
who
the
visitors
were
,
and
what
room
they
were
to
be
shown
into
;
and
then
I
,
who
had
,
according
to
custom
,
stood
up
on
the
announcement
being
made
,
and
felt
quite
faint
with
astonishment
,
was
told
to
go
by
the
back
stairs
and
get
a
clean
frill
on
,
before
I
repaired
to
the
dining
-
room
.
These
orders
I
obeyed
,
in
such
a
flutter
and
hurry
of
my
young
spirits
as
I
had
never
known
before
;
and
when
I
got
to
the
parlour
door
,
and
the
thought
came
into
my
head
that
it
might
be
my
mother
—
I
had
only
thought
of
Mr
.
or
Miss
Murdstone
until
then
—
I
drew
back
my
hand
from
the
lock
,
and
stopped
to
have
a
sob
before
I
went
in
.
At
first
I
saw
nobody
;
but
feeling
a
pressure
against
the
door
,
I
looked
round
it
,
and
there
,
to
my
amazement
,
were
Mr
.
Peggotty
and
Ham
,
ducking
at
me
with
their
hats
,
and
squeezing
one
another
against
the
wall
.
I
could
not
help
laughing
;
but
it
was
much
more
in
the
pleasure
of
seeing
them
,
than
at
the
appearance
they
made
.
We
shook
hands
in
a
very
cordial
way
;
and
I
laughed
and
laughed
,
until
I
pulled
out
my
pocket
-
handkerchief
and
wiped
my
eyes
.
Mr
.
Peggotty
(
who
never
shut
his
mouth
once
,
I
remember
,
during
the
visit
)
showed
great
concern
when
he
saw
me
do
this
,
and
nudged
Ham
to
say
something
.
‘
Cheer
up
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
bor
’
!
’
said
Ham
,
in
his
simpering
way
.
‘
Why
,
how
you
have
growed
!
’
‘
Am
I
grown
?
’
I
said
,
drying
my
eyes
.
I
was
not
crying
at
anything
in
particular
that
I
know
of
;
but
somehow
it
made
me
cry
,
to
see
old
friends
.
‘
Growed
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
bor
’
?
Ain
’
t
he
growed
!
’
said
Ham
.
‘
Ain
’
t
he
growed
!
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
.
They
made
me
laugh
again
by
laughing
at
each
other
,
and
then
we
all
three
laughed
until
I
was
in
danger
of
crying
again
.
‘
Do
you
know
how
mama
is
,
Mr
.
Peggotty
?
’
I
said
.
‘
And
how
my
dear
,
dear
,
old
Peggotty
is
?
’
