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Mr. Peggotty’s Dream Comes True

           Doyouhearme,youfairyspirit?WhatIsay,Imeantodo!’

           Herragegotthebetterofheragain,foramoment;butitpassedoverherfacelikeaspasm,andlefthersmiling.

           ‘Hideyourself,’shepursued,‘ifnotathome,somewhere.Letitbesomewherebeyondreach;insomeobscurelifeor,betterstill,insomeobscuredeath.Iwonder,ifyourlovingheartwillnotbreak,youhavefoundnowayofhelpingittobestill!Ihaveheardofsuchmeanssometimes.Ibelievetheymaybeeasilyfound.’

           Alowcrying,onthepartofEmily,interruptedherhere.Shestopped,andlistenedtoitasifitweremusic.

           ‘Iamofastrangenature,perhaps,’RosaDartlewenton;‘butIcan’tbreathefreelyintheairyoubreathe.Ifinditsickly.Therefore,Iwillhaveitcleared;Iwillhaveitpurifiedofyou.Ifyouliveheretomorrow,I’llhaveyourstoryandyourcharacterproclaimedonthecommonstair.Therearedecentwomeninthehouse,Iamtold;anditisapitysuchalightasyoushouldbeamongthem,andconcealed.If,leavinghere,youseekanyrefugeinthistowninanycharacterbutyourtrueone(whichyouarewelcometobear,withoutmolestationfromme),thesameserviceshallbedoneyou,ifIhearofyourretreat.Beingassistedbyagentlemanwhonotlongagoaspiredtothefavourofyourhand,Iamsanguineastothat.

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