Oh, I am very miserable tonight, aunt! Oh, I am not as good a girl as I ought to be.

I am not, I know!' Peggotty had hastened to the chair before the fire.

Em'ly, with her arms around her neck, kneeled by her, looking up most earnestly into her face.
'Oh, pray, aunt, try to help me! Ham, dear, try to help me! Mr.David, for the sake of old times, do, please, try to help me! I want to be a better girl than I am.

I want to feel a hundred times more thankful than I do.

I want to feel more, what a blessed thing it is to be the wife of a good man, and to lead a peaceful life.