? ? ? ? It was not easy to answer her inquiries; still less to whisper Mr. Peggotty, when Mr. Micawber brought him in, that I had given the letter, and all was well. But I did both, and made them happy. If I showed any trace of what I felt, my own sorrows were sufficient to account for it.
? ? ? ? 'And when does the ship sail, Mr. Micawber?' asked my aunt.
? ? ? ? Mr. Micawber considered it necessary to prepare either my aunt or his wife, by degrees, and said, sooner than he had expected yesterday.
? ? ? ? 'The boat brought you word, I suppose?' said my aunt.
? ? ? ? 'It did, ma'am,' he returned.
? ? ? ? 'Well?' said my aunt. 'And she sails -'
? ? ? ? 'Madam,' he replied, 'I am informed that we must positively be on board before seven tomorrow morning.'
? ? ? ? 'Heyday!' said my aunt, 'that's soon.
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