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He
showed
it
to
me
.
It
was
a
town
on
the
Upper
Rhine
.
He
had
found
out
,
at
Yarmouth
,
some
foreign
dealers
who
knew
that
country
,
and
they
had
drawn
him
a
rude
map
on
paper
,
which
he
could
very
well
understand
.
He
laid
it
between
us
on
the
table
;
and
,
with
his
chin
resting
on
one
hand
,
tracked
his
course
upon
it
with
the
other
.
I
asked
him
how
Ham
was
?
He
shook
his
head
.
‘
He
works
,
’
he
said
,
‘
as
bold
as
a
man
can
.
His
name
’
s
as
good
,
in
all
that
part
,
as
any
man
’
s
is
,
anywheres
in
the
wureld
.
Anyone
’
s
hand
is
ready
to
help
him
,
you
understand
,
and
his
is
ready
to
help
them
.
He
’
s
never
been
heerd
fur
to
complain
.
But
my
sister
’
s
belief
is
(
‘
twixt
ourselves
)
as
it
has
cut
him
deep
.
’
‘
Poor
fellow
,
I
can
believe
it
!
’
‘
He
ain
’
t
no
care
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
,
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
in
a
solemn
whisper
—
‘
kinder
no
care
no
-
how
for
his
life
.
When
a
man
’
s
wanted
for
rough
sarvice
in
rough
weather
,
he
’
s
theer
.
When
there
’
s
hard
duty
to
be
done
with
danger
in
it
,
he
steps
for
’
ard
afore
all
his
mates
.
And
yet
he
’
s
as
gentle
as
any
child
.
There
ain
’
t
a
child
in
Yarmouth
that
doen
’
t
know
him
.
’
He
gathered
up
the
letters
thoughtfully
,
smoothing
them
with
his
hand
;
put
them
into
their
little
bundle
;
and
placed
it
tenderly
in
his
breast
again
.
The
face
was
gone
from
the
door
.
I
still
saw
the
snow
drifting
in
;
but
nothing
else
was
there
.
‘
Well
!
’
he
said
,
looking
to
his
bag
,
‘
having
seen
you
tonight
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
(
and
that
doos
me
good
!
)
,
I
shall
away
betimes
tomorrow
morning
.
You
have
seen
what
I
’
ve
got
heer
’
;
putting
his
hand
on
where
the
little
packet
lay
;
‘
all
that
troubles
me
is
,
to
think
that
any
harm
might
come
to
me
,
afore
that
money
was
give
back
.
If
I
was
to
die
,
and
it
was
lost
,
or
stole
,
or
elseways
made
away
with
,
and
it
was
never
know
’
d
by
him
but
what
I
’
d
took
it
,
I
believe
the
t
’
other
wureld
wouldn
’
t
hold
me
!
I
believe
I
must
come
back
!
’
He
rose
,
and
I
rose
too
;
we
grasped
each
other
by
the
hand
again
,
before
going
out
.
‘
I
’
d
go
ten
thousand
mile
,
’
he
said
,
‘
I
’
d
go
till
I
dropped
dead
,
to
lay
that
money
down
afore
him
.
If
I
do
that
,
and
find
my
Em
’
ly
,
I
’
m
content
