the colony was all afore us, and we was new to it.

And thinking of the old ‘un is a thing she never done, I do assure you, since she left England!’

‘Now, last, not least, Mr. Micawber,’ said I. ‘He has paid off every obligation he incurred here — even to Traddles’s bill, you remember my dear Agnes — and therefore we may take it for granted that he is doing well. But what is the latest news of him?’

Mr. Peggotty, with a smile, put his hand in his breast-pocket, and produced a flat-folded, paper parcel, from which he took out, with much care, a little odd-looking newspaper.

‘You are to understan’, Mas’r Davy,’ said he, ‘as we