It is not my fault that so unusual an occurrence has taken place tonight.

I was betrayed into it by another.
Nor is it your fault.

You were betrayed into it by another.

Let us both try to forget it.

And as this,' he added, after these magnanimous words, 'is not a fit scene for the boy--David, go to bed!' I could hardly find the door, through the tears that stood in my eyes.
I was so sorry for my mother's distress; but I groped my way out, and groped my way up to my room in the dark, without even having the heart to say good night to Peggotty, or to get a candle from her.