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He
ceased
to
speak
,
and
his
hand
upon
the
table
rested
there
in
perfect
repose
,
with
a
resolution
in
it
that
might
have
conquered
lions
.
‘
It
was
a
gleam
of
light
upon
me
,
Trot
,
’
said
my
aunt
,
drying
her
eyes
,
‘
when
I
formed
the
resolution
of
being
godmother
to
your
sister
Betsey
Trotwood
,
who
disappointed
me
;
but
,
next
to
that
,
hardly
anything
would
have
given
me
greater
pleasure
,
than
to
be
godmother
to
that
good
young
creature
’
s
baby
!
’
Mr
.
Peggotty
nodded
his
understanding
of
my
aunt
’
s
feelings
,
but
could
not
trust
himself
with
any
verbal
reference
to
the
subject
of
her
commendation
.
We
all
remained
silent
,
and
occupied
with
our
own
reflections
(
my
aunt
drying
her
eyes
,
and
now
sobbing
convulsively
,
and
now
laughing
and
calling
herself
a
fool
)
;
until
I
spoke
.
‘
You
have
quite
made
up
your
mind
,
’
said
I
to
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
‘
as
to
the
future
,
good
friend
?
I
need
scarcely
ask
you
.
’
‘
Quite
,
Mas
’
r
Davy
,
’
he
returned
;
‘
and
told
Em
’
ly
.
Theer
’
s
mighty
countries
,
fur
from
heer
.
Our
future
life
lays
over
the
sea
.
’
‘
They
will
emigrate
together
,
aunt
,
’
said
I
.
‘
Yes
!
’
said
Mr
.
Peggotty
,
with
a
hopeful
smile
.
‘
No
one
can
’
t
reproach
my
darling
in
Australia
.
We
will
begin
a
new
life
over
theer
!
’
I
asked
him
if
he
yet
proposed
to
himself
any
time
for
going
away
.
‘
I
was
down
at
the
Docks
early
this
morning
,
sir
,
’
he
returned
,
‘
to
get
information
concerning
of
them
ships
.
In
about
six
weeks
or
two
months
from
now
,
there
’
ll
be
one
sailing
—
I
see
her
this
morning
—
went
aboard
—
and
we
shall
take
our
passage
in
her
.
’
