“Tell me what should you say, darling?” she asked again, when this was over, and we were walking on.

“If you were thinking of being married⁠—to Mr. Barkis, Peggotty?”

“Yes,” said Peggotty.

“I should think it would be a very good thing. For then you know, Peggotty, you would always have the horse and cart to bring you over to see me, and could come for nothing, and be sure of coming.”