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He
drew
his
sleeve
across
his
face
,
without
any
pretence
of
concealing
why
;
and
then
cleared
his
voice
.
‘
It
warn
’
t
for
long
as
I
felt
that
;
for
she
was
found
.
I
had
on
’
y
to
think
as
she
was
found
,
and
it
was
gone
.
I
doen
’
t
know
why
I
do
so
much
as
mention
of
it
now
,
I
’
m
sure
.
I
didn
’
t
have
it
in
my
mind
a
minute
ago
,
to
say
a
word
about
myself
;
but
it
come
up
so
nat
’
ral
,
that
I
yielded
to
it
afore
I
was
aweer
.
’
‘
You
are
a
self
-
denying
soul
,
’
said
my
aunt
,
‘
and
will
have
your
reward
.
’
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
with
the
shadows
of
the
leaves
playing
athwart
his
face
,
made
a
surprised
inclination
of
the
head
towards
my
aunt
,
as
an
acknowledgement
of
her
good
opinion
;
then
took
up
the
thread
he
had
relinquished
.
‘
When
my
Em
’
ly
took
flight
,
’
he
said
,
in
stern
wrath
for
the
moment
,
‘
from
the
house
wheer
she
was
made
a
prisoner
by
that
theer
spotted
snake
as
Mas
’
r
Davy
see
,
—
and
his
story
’
s
trew
,
and
may
GOD
confound
him
!
—
she
took
flight
in
the
night
.
It
was
a
dark
night
,
with
a
many
stars
a
-
shining
.
She
was
wild
.
She
ran
along
the
sea
beach
,
believing
the
old
boat
was
theer
;
and
calling
out
to
us
to
turn
away
our
faces
,
for
she
was
a
-
coming
by
.
She
heerd
herself
a
-
crying
out
,
like
as
if
it
was
another
person
;
and
cut
herself
on
them
sharp
-
pinted
stones
and
rocks
,
and
felt
it
no
more
than
if
she
had
been
rock
herself
.
Ever
so
fur
she
run
,
and
there
was
fire
afore
her
eyes
,
and
roarings
in
her
ears
.
Of
a
sudden
—
or
so
she
thowt
,
you
unnerstand
—
the
day
broke
,
wet
and
windy
,
and
she
was
lying
b
’
low
a
heap
of
stone
upon
the
shore
,
and
a
woman
was
a
-
speaking
to
her
,
saying
,
in
the
language
of
that
country
,
what
was
it
as
had
gone
so
much
amiss
?
’
He
saw
everything
he
related
.
It
passed
before
him
,
as
he
spoke
,
so
vividly
,
that
,
in
the
intensity
of
his
earnestness
,
he
presented
what
he
described
to
me
,
with
greater
distinctness
than
I
can
express
.
I
can
hardly
believe
,
writing
now
long
afterwards
,
but
that
I
was
actually
present
in
these
scenes
;
they
are
impressed
upon
me
with
such
an
astonishing
air
of
fidelity
.
‘
As
Em
’
ly
’
s
eyes
—
which
was
heavy
—
see
this
woman
better
,
’
Mr
.
Peggotty
went
on
,
‘
she
know
’
d
as
she
was
one
of
them
as
she
had
often
talked
to
on
the
beach
.
Fur
,
though
she
had
run
(
as
I
have
said
)
ever
so
fur
in
the
night
,
she
had
oftentimes
wandered
long
ways
,
partly
afoot
,
partly
in
boats
and
carriages
,
and
know
’
d
all
that
country
,
‘
long
the
coast
,
miles
and
miles
.
She
hadn
’
t
no
children
of
her
own
,
this
woman
,
being
a
young
wife
;
but
she
was
a
-
looking
to
have
one
afore
long
.
And
may
my
prayers
go
up
to
Heaven
that
‘
twill
be
a
happiness
to
her
,
and
a
comfort
,
and
a
honour
,
all
her
life
!
May
it
love
her
and
be
dootiful
to
her
,
in
her
old
age
;
helpful
of
her
at
the
last
;
a
Angel
to
her
heer
,
and
heerafter
!
’
‘
Amen
!
’
said
my
aunt
.
