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A Greater Loss

           

           ‘Bearahandwiththis!I’mstruckofaheap,andcan’tdoit,’hesaid,impatiently.‘Bearahandandhelpme.Well!’whensomebodyhaddoneso.‘Nowgivemethattheerhat!’

           Hamaskedhimwhitherhewasgoing.

           ‘I’magoingtoseekmyniece.I’magoingtoseekmyEm’ly.I’magoing,first,tostaveinthattheerboat,andsinkitwhereIwouldhavedrowndedhim,asI’malivingsoul,ifIhadhadonethoughtofwhatwasinhim!Ashesataforeme,’hesaid,wildly,holdingouthisclenchedrighthand,‘ashesataforeme,facetoface,strikemedowndead,butI’dhavedrowndedhim,andthoughtitright!I’magoingtoseekmyniece.’

           ‘Where?’criedHam,interposinghimselfbeforethedoor.

           ‘Anywhere!I’magoingtoseekmyniecethroughthewureld.I’magoingtofindmypoornieceinhershame,andbringherback.Noonestopme!ItellyouI’magoingtoseekmyniece!’

           ‘No,no!’criedMrs.Gummidge,comingbetweenthem,inafitofcrying.‘No,no,Dan’l,notasyouarenow.Seekherinalittlewhile,mylonelornDan’l,andthat’llbebutright!butnotasyouarenow.Sityedown,andgivemeyourforgivenessforhavingeverbeenaworrittoyou,Dan’lwhathavemycontrarieseverbeentothis!andletusspeakawordaboutthemtimeswhenshewasfirstanorphan,andwhenHamwastoo,andwhenIwasapoorwidderwoman,andyoutookmein

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