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Little Em’ly

           

           Em’ly,indeed,saidlittlealltheevening;butshelooked,andlistened,andherfacegotanimated,andshewascharming.Steerforthtoldastoryofadismalshipwreck(whicharoseoutofhistalkwithMr.Peggotty),asifhesawitallbeforehim—andlittleEm’ly’seyeswerefastenedonhimallthetime,asifshesawittoo.Hetoldusamerryadventureofhisown,asarelieftothat,withasmuchgaietyasifthenarrativewereasfreshtohimasitwastousandlittleEm’lylaugheduntiltheboatrangwiththemusicalsounds,andwealllaughed(Steerforthtoo),inirresistiblesympathywithwhatwassopleasantandlight-hearted.HegotMr.Peggottytosing,orrathertoroar,‘Whenthestormywindsdoblow,doblow,doblow’;andhesangasailor’ssonghimself,sopatheticallyandbeautifully,thatIcouldhavealmostfanciedthattherealwindcreepingsorrowfullyroundthehouse,andmurmuringlowthroughourunbrokensilence,wastheretolisten.

           AstoMrs.Gummidge,herousedthatvictimofdespondencywithasuccessneverattainedbyanyoneelse(soMr.Peggottyinformedme),sincethedeceaseoftheoldone.Helefthersolittleleisureforbeingmiserable,thatshesaidnextdayshethoughtshemusthavebeenbewitched.

           Buthesetupnomonopolyofthegeneralattention,ortheconversation.

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