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Barkis is a good plain creature, said Peggotty, 'and if I tried to do my duty by him, I think it would be my fault if I wasn't if I wasn't pretty comfortable, said Peggotty, laughing heartily. This quotation from Mr. Barkis was so appropriate, and tickled us both so much, that we laughed again and again, and were quite in a pleasant humour when we came within view of Mr. Peggotty's cottage.
'Barkis, my dear! said Peggotty, almost cheerfully: bending over him, while her brother and I stood at the bed's foot. 'Here's my dear boy my dear boy, Master Davy, who brought us together, Barkis! That you sent messages by, you know! Won't you speak to Master Davy? He was as mute and senseless as the box, from which his form derived the only expression it had.
Some good and some bad goes, no doubt, to all callings. What I wish is, that parties was brought up stronger-minded. Mr. Omer, with a very complacent and amiable face, took several puffs in silence; and then said, resuming his first point: 'Accordingly we're obleeged, in ascertaining how Barkis goes on, to limit ourselves to Em'ly.
From the circumstance of the latter article having been much polished, and displaying prismatic colours on the inside, I conclude that Mr. Barkis had some general ideas about pearls, which never resolved themselves into anything definite. For years and years, Mr. Barkis had carried this box, on all his journeys, every day.
The courtship, from first to last, must have been somewhat of a piece with that of the late Mr. Barkis. But alas! Gagtooth did not settle his affections so judiciously, nor did he draw such a prize in the matrimonial lottery as Barkis did. Two women more entirely dissimilar, in every respect, than Peggotty and Lucinda Bowlsby can hardly be imagined. Lucinda was nineteen years of age.
I can't blame Barkis, and even though I was aware of the conspiracy to make him prosperous, I did not think of the ungrateful phase of it all until I spoke to Miss Peters about his fiancée, who had visited Dumfries Corners. "She's charming," said I. "Don't you think so?" "Oh yes," said Miss Peters, dubiously. "But I don't see why Jack went to Los Angeles for a wife."
Encouraged by these gracious words, and by my aunt's extending her hand, Barkis came forward, and took the hand, and curtseyed her acknowledgements. 'We are older than we were, I see, said my aunt. 'We have only met each other once before, you know. A nice business we made of it then! Trot, my dear, another cup.
But I was very far from being really easy; and I should still have been so, even if Mr. Dick, leaning over the great kite behind my aunt, had not taken every secret opportunity of shaking his head darkly at me, and pointing at her. 'Trot, said my aunt at last, when she had finished her tea, and carefully smoothed down her dress, and wiped her lips 'you needn't go, Barkis!
As soon as I and my box were in the cart, and the carrier seated, the lazy horse walked away with us all at his accustomed pace. 'You look very well, Mr. Barkis, I said, thinking he would like to know it. Mr. Barkis rubbed his cheek with his cuff, and then looked at his cuff as if he expected to find some of the bloom upon it; but made no other acknowledgement of the compliment.
Barkis, always leaning forward, in his slouching way, on the footboard of the cart with an arm on each knee. 'Peggotty, do you mean, sir? 'Ah! said Mr. Barkis. 'Her. 'Yes. She makes all our pastry, and does all our cooking. 'Do she though? said Mr. Barkis. He made up his mouth as if to whistle, but he didn't whistle.
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