David Copperfield

Chapter 109 Embarking on a Longer Journey (2)
Chapter 51 Going Longer (2)
"You are willing to help me like that, Master Wei," he replied, "I think they will be happier to see you."

Little Dora was very pleasant, and glad to let me go--this I found when I talked the subject with her--so I at once promised to accompany him.The next morning we boarded the bicycle for Yarmouth.

Mr. Omer was smoking a cigarette when he passed Omer and Yoran's shop.I didn't want to be there when Mr Peggotty first saw his sister and Ham, so I used Mr Omer as an excuse for my delay.

"Mr. Omer, how are you doing?" I asked.

He was glad to see me.

"You're welcome, sir," he said, "except that my legs are too weak for me to do without a wheelchair. But apart from my legs and my windpipe, I'm as strong as any man, thank God.

"It's clever, isn't it? It's light, it's handy. My little Minnie, my granddaughter, she pushes from behind and we go, so much fun! Smoking in this chair is very, very nice of."

Mr. Omer is really a happy old man.

"Sitting on this chair," Mr. Omer said, "I can understand the world better! Every day, countless people come in and chat with me. Now, if I want to go shopping, or go to the beach, I just put the Dick, Yoran's apprentice, called over, and I could go out in my own car like the Mayor of London.

"People are satisfied and peaceful, this is something we cannot deny in this life. Yolan's business is doing very well, really well!"

"I'm so glad to hear that!" I said.

"You've been able to write a full book since I read it all, haven't you, sir?" said Mr. Omer, looking at me. "Your writing is lovely! There are so many good words in it! I am I read it all the time and never dozed off!

"I swear, sir," said Mr. Omer, "that I put that book on the table in three volumes, and when I look at them, I am delighted to think that I have once been acquainted with your family. Like Punch [Note: Punch: A character in a puppet show, ugly and cunning, who killed several people with magic.] That was a long time ago, didn't it? In Brandstone. A lovely little party with The other party was buried together. You were a very small party yourself then, alas!"

I mentioned Emily and changed the subject.I first made it clear to him that I had not forgotten how much he had cared for her and how kindly he had been to her, and then briefly told how she returned to her uncle with the help of Martha, which I believed to be true. It will make the old people happy.He listened attentively, and when I had finished speaking, he said with emotion:

"I'm very glad, sir! It's the best thing I've heard in a long time. And what are you going to do with poor young Martha now?"

"I've been thinking about it since yesterday," said I. "But I can't say anything to you about it, Mr. Omer. Mr. Peggotty hasn't talked about it, and I'm sure he won't forget it." He will never forget all the good things that are not selfish."

"You know," said Mr. Omer, "whatever you have done, I am willing to be a part of it. Whatever you think is right, don't forget to let me know. I always feel that the girl is good , now I am very happy. Pledge me a sum of money, tell me where to put the money, donate as much as you think I should donate, alas!" said Mr. Omer, "When a person's life is gone When he arrives in the world of Yin and Yang, although he is still strong, when he finds himself being pushed by a cart, if he can do a good deed at this time, he will be very happy. He wants to There is still a lot to do. Because, we must continue to do good deeds and get happiness from them. Of course it should be like this!

"Emily's cousin, the one she's going to marry," said Mr. Omer, rubbing his hands, "a wonderful fellow from Yarmouth! He comes by for an hour now and then, and talks to me, and reads to me. I say, He was kind. His whole life was kind."

"I'm going to see him!" I said.

"Really?" said Mr. Omer. "Tell him I'm well now. Give him my regards. Minnie and Yoran went to the dance. If they were home and could see you, they would feel as I did. It's an honor. Minnie didn't want to go, as she said, 'for my father's sake.' So I swore that if she didn't go to that ball, I'd be in bed at six. She ended up going with Yoran."

I bid him farewell.

"Stay a little longer, sir," said Mr. Omer, "and it will be a feast for your eyes to see my little elephant. You never had such an eye, Minnie!"

"Here I am, Grandpa!" A little girl with long light yellow curly hair ran in.

"This is my baby elephant, sir," said Mr. Omer, "and the one from Thailand, sir, that baby elephant!"

The little girl pushed Mr. Omer into the house, and I waited a while, and went to Ham's, where Peggotty had long lived.

I saw them in the kitchen, where Mrs. Gummidge was called, and apparently told them all that had happened.Peggotty and Mrs. Gummidge covered their faces, and Ham had just gone "for a turn."He came back in a moment, and we talked, for the sake of liveliness, of Mr. Peggotty's gradual rise in that environment, and of the miracles he described in his letters.We didn't say Emily's name, and Ham was quite composed.

Peggotty ushered me into a bedroom, and she told me Ham was always like that.But he was brave and kind, and he worked harder and better than any shipyard in that part of the country.She said he never mentioned the grown-up Emily.

All the next day Ham devoted himself to packing up his boat and rigging, putting away what he thought would be of use to him later, and giving away or leaving the rest with Mrs. Gummidge.She is always with him.I had a sad desire to see the old place again before it was locked up, and I made an appointment to meet them there in the evening, but I wanted to see Ham first.

He asked me:

"Master Wei, have you seen her?"

"Just for a moment, she was in a coma," I replied.He asked again:

"Master Wei, do you think it is necessary for me to meet her?"

"It will probably make her feel more guilty," I replied.

"I have considered that," said he, "that is certain, sir."

"But, Ham," said I, "if there's anything I can't tell her to my face, I can write to her, and if there's anything you want me to tell her, I'll take it as a matter of fact." A major task to accomplish."

"I trust you. Thank you, kindest young master! I feel like saying or writing a few words."

"what is it then?"

"Not that I pardon her, but I beg her to pardon me, for I have imposed my love upon her. If I had not received her consent to marry me, sir, she would regard me as a friend and trust me , then she will definitely tell me the conflict in her heart, discuss with me, and I will probably be able to save her."

"Is that all?"

"Also," he replied, "if I can say it, Master Wei.

"I loved her very much—I loved her just as she was—very deeply. I couldn't convince her that I was happy, that I was only happy when I didn't think of her. I'm afraid I can't tell her that. .Master Wei, can you think of something to convince her that I am not very sad. I still love her and pity her. I have not lost confidence in life. I still hope that when those insidious people stop harassing, I can go to her without reproach. I can bring some solace to her depressed spirit, but I can't make her think that I will marry, or find someone else to take her place—please put the above together with my darling the prayers she said—say it all to her."

I told him I'll take care of this as best I can.

"Thank you, sir," he replied, "it was your kindness to accompany him. I understand, Master Wei, that although my aunt is going to London before they leave, and they may be reunited again, I probably cannot." Farewell to him. It is true, and when you see him, tell him the filial piety and gratitude of an orphan, for he was always better than his own father!"

I agreed to his request.

"I want to thank you again, sir," said he, "and good-bye!"

As I approached the cabin, the door was open.When I went inside, I saw that all the furniture had been emptied, and Mrs. Gummidge was sitting on the remaining boxes, looking at Mr. Peggotty.Seeing me, he raised his head hopefully and spoke happily.

"Come to say goodbye to it, won't you, Master Wei?" he said. "It's empty now, isn't it?"

"You're so tight on time," I said.

"This is the box you used to sit with Emily!" said Mr Peggotty. "I'll take it away."

"It will be a long time," said Mr. Peggotty, "before the ship will have a new owner. She is now considered inauspicious."

"Does this boat belong to anyone around here?" I asked.

"It's a topstack builder's," said Mr Peggotty, "and I'm going to give him the key."

"Danle," cried Mrs. Gummidge, "dear Danle, for the last time, I will not stay, and you will not try to keep me, Dale! Never!"

Mr. Peggotty was startled, seeing Mrs. Gummidge from me, and me from Mrs. Gummidge, as if waking from a sleep.

"Don't you, my dearest Daniel, don't you!" cried Mrs. Gummidge enthusiastically. "Take me with you! Danle, take me with you and Emily! I can be you Faithful and long-lived old woman. If there are slaves wherever you go, I'll be glad to be yours, but don't leave me, Dan, and you'll be a good man!"

"My dear lady," said Mr. Peggotty, "you don't know how far that water is, and what a hard life it is!"

"I know, Dale! I can imagine it!" cried Mrs. Gummidge. "If you don't take me, I'll go to the poorhouse and die. I can dig, Dale. I can Work. I can suffer. I'm considerate and patient now. If you don't believe me, Danny, try it. I wouldn't spend that pension if I were dead poor. Dale Peggotty , as long as you allow me, I can follow you and Emily to the sky! I understand your reason, you think I am alone and uncared for. But, my dear, the situation is different now! Master Wei, help me persuade Persuade him! I know his temper, and I know Emily's, and I know their sorrows. I can comfort them all the time, and be always busy for them! Dan, dear Dan, take me with you!"

Mrs. Gummidge took his hand, and kissed it with innocent enthusiasm and gratitude.Next day, when we got back to London, we sat out of the bicycle, and Mrs. Gummage sat on the back seat with her basket on her arm, and she was in a very happy mood.

(End of this chapter)