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certain than that it never can take place, and never will. If there is
any other compensation—’
‘I am looking at the likeness of the face,’ interrupted Mr.
Peggotty, with a steady but a kindling eye, ‘that has looked at me,
in my home, at my fireside, in my boat—wheer not?—smiling and
friendly, when it was so treacherous, that I go half wild when I
think of it. If the likeness of that face don’t turn to burning fire, at
the thought of offering money to me for my child’s blight and ruin,
it’s as bad. I doen’t know, being a lady’s, but what it’s worse.’
She changed now, in a moment. An angry flush overspread her
features; and she said, in an intolerant manner, grasping the armchair tightly with her hands:
‘What compensation can you make to me for opening such a pit
between me and my son? What is your love to mine? What is your
separation to ours?’
Miss Dartle softly touched her, and bent down her head to
whisper, but she would not hear a word.
‘No, Rosa, not a word! Let the man listen to what I say! My son,
who has been the object of my life, to whom its every thought has
been devoted, whom I have gratified from a child in every wish,
from whom I have had no separate existence since his birth,—to
take up in a moment with a miserable girl, and avoid me! To repay
my confidence with systematic deception, for her sake, and quit
me for her! To set this wretched fancy, against his mother’s claims
upon his duty, love, respect, gratitude—claims that every **d
hour of his life should have strengthened into ties that nothing
could be proof against! Is this no injury?’
Again Rosa Dartle tried to soothe her; again ineffectually.
‘I say, Rosa, not a word! If he can stake his all upon the lightest
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object, I can stake my all upon a greater purpose. Let him go
where he will, with the means that my love has secured to him!
Does he think to reduce me by long absence? He knows his
mother very little if he does. Let him put away his whim now, and
he is welcome back. Let him not put her away now, and he never
shall come near me, living or dying, while I can raise my hand to
make a sign against it, unless, being rid of her for ever, he comes
humbly to me and begs for my forgiveness. This is my right. This
is the acknowledgement I will have. This is the separation that
there is between us! And is this,’ she added, looking at her visitor
with the proud intolerant air with which she had begun, ‘no
injury?’
While I heard and saw the mother as she said these words, I
seemed to hear and see the son, defying them. All that I had ever
seen in him of an unyielding, wilful spirit, I saw in her. All the
understanding that I had now of his misdirected energy, became
an understanding of her character too, and a perception that it
was, in its strongest springs, the same.
She now observed to me, aloud, resuming her former restraint,
that it was useless to hear more, or to say more, and that she
begged to put an end to the interview. She rose with an air of
dignity to leave the room, when Mr. Peggotty signified that it was
needless.
‘Doen’t fear me being any hindrance to you, I have no more to
say, ma’am,’ he remarked, as he moved towards the door. ‘I come
beer with no hope, and I take away no hope. I have done what I
thowt should be done, but I never looked fur any good to come of
my stan’ning where I d