Дэвид Копперфильд

I have a Change

           Wewouldallbegentlefolkstogether,then.Me,anduncle,andHam,andMrs.Gummidge.Wewouldn’tmindthen,whentherecomesstormyweather.Notforourownsakes,Imean.Wewouldforthepoorfishermen’s,tobesure,andwe’dhelp‘emwithmoneywhentheycometoanyhurt.’Thisseemedtometobeaverysatisfactoryandthereforenotatallimprobablepicture.Iexpressedmypleasureinthecontemplationofit,andlittleEm’lywasemboldenedtosay,shyly,

           ‘Don’tyouthinkyouareafraidofthesea,now?’

           Itwasquietenoughtoreassureme,butIhavenodoubtifIhadseenamoderatelylargewavecometumblingin,Ishouldhavetakentomyheels,withanawfulrecollectionofherdrownedrelations.However,Isaid‘No,’andIadded,‘Youdon’tseemtobeeither,thoughyousayyouare,’forshewaswalkingmuchtoonearthebrinkofasortofoldjettyorwoodencausewaywehadstrolledupon,andIwasafraidofherfallingover.

           ‘I’mnotafraidinthisway,’saidlittleEm’ly.‘ButIwakewhenitblows,andtrembletothinkofUncleDanandHamandbelieveIhear‘emcryingoutforhelp.That’swhyIshouldlikesomuchtobealady.ButI’mnotafraidinthisway.Notabit.Lookhere!’

           Shestartedfrommyside,andranalongajaggedtimberwhichprotrudedfromtheplacewestoodupon,andoverhungthedeepwateratsomeheight,withouttheleastdefence.

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