? ? ? ? He forgot nobody. He thought of everybody's claims and strivings, but his own.
? ? ? ? 'Em'ly,' he continued, 'will keep along with me - poor child, she's sore in need of peace and rest! - until such time as we goes upon our voyage. She'll work at them clothes, as must be made; and I hope her troubles will begin to seem longer ago than they was, wen she finds herself once more by her rough but loving uncle.'
? ? ? ? MY aunt nodded confirmation of this hope, and imparted great satisfaction to Mr. Peggotty.
? ? ? ? 'Theer's one thing furder, Mas'r Davy,' said he, putting his hand in his breast-pocket, and gravely taking out the little paper bundle I had seen before, which he unrolled on the table. 'Theer's these here banknotes - fifty pound, and ten. To them I wish to add the money as she come away with. I've asked her about that (but not saying why), and have added of it up. I an't a scholar. Would you be so kind as see how 'tis?'
? ? ? ? He handed me, apologetically for his scholarship, a piece of paper, and observed me while I looked it over.
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