? ? ? ? 'A new one,' said Peggotty.
? ? ? ? 'A new one?' I repeated.
? ? ? ? Peggotty gave a gasp, as if she were swallowing something that was very hard, and, putting out her hand, said:
? ? ? ? 'Come and see him.'
? ? ? ? 'I don't want to see him.'
? ? ? ? - 'And your mama,' said Peggotty.
? ? ? ? I ceased to draw back, and we went straight to the best parlour, where she left me. On one side of the fire, sat my mother; on the other, Mr. Murdstone. My mother dropped her work, and arose hurriedly, but timidly I thought.
? ? ? ? 'Now, Clara my dear,' said Mr. Murdstone. 'Recollect! control yourself, always control yourself! Davy boy, how do you do?'
? ? ? ? I gave him my hand. After a moment of suspense, I went and kissed my mother: she kissed me, patted me gently on the shoulder, and sat down again to her work. I could not look at her, I could not look at him, I knew quite well that he was looking at us both; and I turned to the window and looked out there, at some shrubs that were drooping their heads in the cold.
? ? ? ? As soon as I could creep away, I crept upstairs. My old dear bedroom was changed, and I was to lie a long way off. I rambled downstairs to find anything that was like itself, so altered it all seemed; and roamed into the yard.
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