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My ‘First Half’ at Salem House

           Peggotty,afterlookingatHam,whostoodsmilingsheepishlyovertheshellfish,withoutmakinganyattempttohelphim,said:

           ‘Wecome,yousee,thewindandtidemakinginourfavour,inoneofourYarmouthlugstoGravesen’.Mysistershewrotetomethenameofthishereplace,andwrotetomeasifeverIchancedtocometoGravesen’,IwastocomeoverandinquireforMas’rDavyandgiveherdooty,humblywishinghimwellandreportingofthefam’lyastheywasoncommontoe-be-sure.LittleEm’ly,yousee,she’llwritetomysisterwhenIgoback,asIseeyouandasyouwassimilarlyoncommon,andsowemakeitquiteamerry-go-rounder.’

           IwasobligedtoconsideralittlebeforeIunderstoodwhatMr.Peggottymeantbythisfigure,expressiveofacompletecircleofintelligence.Ithenthankedhimheartily;andsaid,withaconsciousnessofreddening,thatIsupposedlittleEm’lywasalteredtoo,sinceweusedtopickupshellsandpebblesonthebeach?

           ‘She’sgettingtobeawoman,that’swotshe’sgettingtobe,’saidMr.Peggotty.‘AskHIM.’HemeantHam,whobeamedwithdelightandassentoverthebagofshrimps.

           ‘Herprettyface!’saidMr.Peggotty,withhisownshininglikealight.

           ‘Herlearning!’saidHam.

           ‘Herwriting!’saidMr.Peggotty.‘Whyit’sasblackasjet!Andsolargeitis,youmightseeitanywheres.’

           ItwasperfectlydelightfultobeholdwithwhatenthusiasmMr.

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