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           We’veworkedasweoughtto‘t,andmaybewelivedaleetlehardatfirstorso,butwehaveallusthrived.Whatwithsheep-farming,andwhatwithstock-farming,andwhatwithonethingandwhatwitht’other,weareaswelltodo,aswellcouldbe.Theer’sbeenkienderablessingfelluponus,’saidMr.Peggotty,reverentiallyinclininghishead,‘andwe’vedonenowtbutprosper.Thatis,inthelongrun.Ifnotyesterday,whythentoday.Ifnottoday,whythentomorrow.’

           ‘AndEmily?’saidAgnesandI,bothtogether.

           ‘Em’ly,’saidhe,‘arteryoulefther,ma’amandIneverheerdhersayingofherprayersatnight,t’othersidethecanvasscreen,whenwewassettledintheBush,butwhatIheerdyournameandartersheandmelostsightofMas’rDavy,thattheershiningsundownwasthatlow,atfirst,that,ifshehadknow’dthenwhatMas’rDavykepfromussokindandthowtful,’tismyopinionshe’dhavedroopedaway.Buttheerwassomepoorfolksaboardashadillnessamong‘em,andshetookcareofthem;andtheerwasthechildreninourcompany,andshetookcareofthem;andsoshegottobebusy,andtobedoinggood,andthathelpedher.’

           ‘Whendidshefirsthearofit?’Iasked.

           ‘IkepitfromherarterIheerdon‘t,’saidMr.Peggotty,‘goingonnighayear.Wewaslivingtheninasolitaryplace,butamongthebeautifullesttrees,andwiththerosesa-coveringourBeeintotheroof.

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