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The Beginning of a Longer Journey

           

           ‘Youareaself-denyingsoul,’saidmyaunt,‘andwillhaveyourreward.’

           Mr.Peggotty,withtheshadowsoftheleavesplayingathwarthisface,madeasurprisedinclinationoftheheadtowardsmyaunt,asanacknowledgementofhergoodopinion;thentookupthethreadhehadrelinquished.

           ‘WhenmyEm’lytookflight,’hesaid,insternwrathforthemoment,‘fromthehousewheershewasmadeaprisonerbythattheerspottedsnakeasMas’rDavysee,andhisstory’strew,andmayGODconfoundhim!shetookflightinthenight.Itwasadarknight,withamanystarsa-shining.Shewaswild.Sheranalongtheseabeach,believingtheoldboatwastheer;andcallingouttoustoturnawayourfaces,forshewasa-comingby.Sheheerdherselfa-cryingout,likeasifitwasanotherperson;andcutherselfonthemsharp-pintedstonesandrocks,andfeltitnomorethanifshehadbeenrockherself.Eversofursherun,andtherewasfireaforehereyes,androaringsinherears.Ofasuddenorsoshethowt,youunnerstandthedaybroke,wetandwindy,andshewaslyingb’lowaheapofstoneupontheshore,andawomanwasa-speakingtoher,saying,inthelanguageofthatcountry,whatwasitashadgonesomuchamiss?’

           Hesaweverythingherelated.Itpassedbeforehim,ashespoke,sovividly,that,intheintensityofhisearnestness,hepresentedwhathedescribedtome,withgreaterdistinctnessthanIcanexpress.

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