cordially said she had knowed well as Mr. Copperfull would have his heart in his mouth, when he see his dear relations.
"Halloa!" said my aunt to Peggotty, who quailed before her awful presence. "How are you?"
"You remember my aunt, Peggotty?" said I.
"For the love of goodness, child," exclaimed my aunt, "don't call the woman by that South Sea Island name! If she married and got rid of it, which was the best thing she could do, why don't you give her the benefit of the change? What's your name now,—P?" said my aunt, as a compromise for the obnoxious appellation.
"Barkis, ma'am," said Peggotty, with a curtsey.
"Well! that's human," said my aunt. "It sounds less as if you wanted a Missionary. How d' ye do, Barkis? I hope you're well?"
Encouraged by these gracious words, and by my aunt's extending her hand, Barkis came forward, and took the hand, and curtseyed her acknowledgments.
"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."
I handed it dutifully to my aunt, who was in her usual inflexible state of figure; and ventured a remonstrance with her on the subject of her sitting on a box.
"Let me draw the sofa here, or the easy chair, aunt," said I. "Why should you be so uncomfortable?"
"Thank you, Trot," replied my aunt, "I prefer to sit upon my property." Here my aunt looked hard at Mrs. Crupp, and observed, "We needn't trouble you to wait, ma'am."
"Shall I put a little more tea in the pot afore I go, ma'am?" said Mrs. Crupp.
"No, I thank you, ma'am," replied my aunt.
"Would you let me fetch another pat of butter, ma'am?" said Mrs. Crupp. "Or would you be persuaded to try a new-laid hegg? or should I brile a rasher? Ain't there nothing I could do for your dear aunt, Mr. Copperfull?"
"Nothing, ma'am," returned my aunt. "I shall do very well, I thank you."
Mrs. Crupp, who had been incessantly smiling to express sweet temper, and incessantly holding her head on one side, to express a general feebleness of constitution, and incessantly rubbing her hands, to express a desire to be of service to all deserving objects, gradually smiled herself, one-sided herself, and rubbed herself, out of the room.
"Dick!" said my aunt. "You know what I told you about time-servers and wealth-worshippers?"
Mr. Dick—with rather a scared look, as if he had forgotten it—returned a hasty answer in the affirmative.
"Mrs. Crupp is one of them," said my aunt. "Barkis, I'll trouble you to look after the tea, and let me have another cup, for I don't fancy that woman's pouring-out!"
I knew my aunt sufficiently well to know that she had something of importance on her mind, and that there was far more matter in this
