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She knows I'm a going to tell, here his delight broke out again, 'and has made off. Would you be so good as look arter her, Mawther, for a minute? Mrs. Gummidge nodded and disappeared. 'If this ain't, said Mr. Peggotty, sitting down among us by the fire, 'the brightest night o' my life, I'm a shellfish biled too and more I can't say.
"You'm a brand to be plucked from the burning," she told him, "an' by the grace of God mine's to be the hand that'll pluck 'ee. You'll be saved along of your poor old mawther, won't 'ee, dearie?" Then, as Ishmael showed no disposition to do anything but try and get away, she caught up a slab of heavy-cake which lay on the dresser.
Peggotty, wiping the heat consequent on the porterage of Peggotty's box from his forehead; 'she'll be home, looking at the Dutch clock, 'in from twenty minutes to half-an-hour's time. We all on us feel the loss of her, bless ye! Mrs. Gummidge moaned. 'Cheer up, Mawther! cried Mr. Peggotty. 'I feel it more than anybody else, said Mrs.
"And my poor Madrecita of a homely to chill the blood? But a saint, my mawther. Me, I am not so good. Also gracias a Dios, I am not so " she leaned forward to regard herself in the narrow strip of mirror between the windows and a wary eye on the Señora applied a lip stick to her ripe little mouth. She wanted at once to know about Honor's sweethearts. "A fe mia in all your life but one novio?
It was long before I ceased to shudder at the name of ‘Swing.’ The dialect of the village was, I need not add, East Anglian. The people said ‘I woll’ for ‘I will’; ‘you warn’t’ for ‘you were not,’ and so on. A girl was called a ‘mawther,’ a pitcher a ‘gotch,’ a ‘clap on the costard’ was a knock on the head, a lad was a ‘bor.’ Names of places especially were made free with.
"Your father is so good," she said gratefully to Mariquita. "Yes," she smiled. "My Pápa ees of a deeferent good; he ees glad-good, an' my Madrecita ees sad-good. Me I am bad-good! You know, I mus' go to church wiz my mawther, but my Pápa, he weel not go. He nevair say 'No' to my mawther; he ees too kind. Jus' always on the church day he is seek. So seek ees my poor Pápa on the church day!"
She's the faithfullest of creeturs. 'Tan't to be expected, of course, at her time of life, and being lone and lorn, as the good old Mawther is to be knocked about aboardship, and in the woods and wilds of a new and fur-away country. So that's what I'm a-going to do with her. He forgot nobody. He thought of everybody's claims and strivings, but his own.
Peggotty. There was a silence. Mr. Peggotty, to relieve it, took two prodigious lobsters, and an enormous crab, and a large canvas bag of shrimps, out of his pockets, and piled them up in Ham's arms. 'You see, said Mr. Peggotty, 'knowing as you was partial to a little relish with your wittles when you was along with us, we took the liberty. The old Mawther biled 'em, she did. Mrs.
She done her dooty by the departed, and the departed know'd it; and the departed done what was right by her, as she done what was right by the departed; and and and it's all right! Mrs. Gummidge groaned. 'Cheer up, my pritty mawther! said Mr. Peggotty. Cheer up, for your own self, on'y a little bit, and see if a good deal more doen't come nat'ral! 'Not to me, Dan'l, returned Mrs. Gummidge.
Wylie yelled at them now and then, and grumbled at the cooking, and at his wife for not being able to keep the children quiet. It was: "Marther! you didn't put no sugar in my tea." "Mother, Jimmy's got my place; make him move." "Mawther! do speak to this Fred." "Oh! father, this big brute of a Harry's kickin' me!" And so on.
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