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my aunt had said, ‘Dick, I am ruined.’ That then he had said, ‘Oh,
indeed!’ That then my aunt had praised him highly, which he was
glad of. And that then they had come to me, and had had bottled
porter and sandwiches on the road.
Mr. Dick was so very complacent, sitting on the foot of the bed,
nursing his leg, and telling me this, with his eyes wide open and a
surprised smile, that I am sorry to say I was provoked into
explaining to him that ruin meant distress, want, and starvation;
but I was soon bitterly reproved for this harshness, by seeing his
face turn pale, and tears course down his lengthened cheeks, while
he fixed upon me a look of such unutterable woe, that it might
have softened a far harder heart than mine. I took infinitely
greater pains to cheer him up again than I had taken to depress
him; and I soon understood (as I ought to have known at first) that
he had been so confident, merely because of his faith in the wisest
and most wonderful of women, and his unbounded reliance on my
intellectual resources. The latter, I believe, he considered a match
for any kind of disaster not absolutely mortal.
‘What can we do, Trotwood?’ said Mr. Dick. ‘There’s the
Memorial—’
‘To be sure there is,’ said I. ‘But all we can do just now, Mr.
Dick, is to keep a cheerful countenance, and not let my aunt see
that we are thinking about it.’
He assented to this in the most earnest manner; and implored
me, if I should see him wandering an inch out of the right course,
to recall him by some of those superior methods which were
always at my command. But I regret to state that the fright I had
given him proved too much for his best attempts at concealment.
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All the evening his eyes wandered to my aunt’s face, with an
of the most dismal apprehension, as if he saw her
growing thin on the spot. He was conscious of this, and put a
constraint upon his head; but his keeping that immovable, and
sitting rolling his eyes like a piece of machinery, did not mend the
matter at all. I saw him look at the loaf at supper (which happened
to be a small one), as if nothing else stood between us and famine;
and when my aunt insisted on his making his customary repast, I
detected him in the act of pocketing fragments of his bread and
cheese; I have no doubt for the purpose of reviving us with those
savings, when we should have reached an advanced stage of
attenuation.
My aunt, on the other hand, was in a composed frame of mind,
which was a lesson to all of us—to me, I am sure. She was
extremely gracious to Peggotty, except when I inadvertently called
her by that name; and, strange as I knew she felt in London,
appeared quite at home. She was to have my bed, and I was to lie
in the sitting-room, to keep guard over her. She made a great
point of being so near the river, in case of a conflagration; and I
suppose really did find some satisfaction in that circumstance.
‘Trot, my dear,’ said my aunt, when she saw me making
preparations for compounding her usual night-draught, ‘No!’
‘Nothing, aunt?’
‘Not wine, my dear. Ale.’
‘But there is wine here, aunt. And you al