'That's a bad hearing, so soon, Clara.' 'I say it's very hard I should be made so now,' returned my mother, pouting; 'and it is--very hard--isn't it ?' He drew her to him, whispered in her ear, and kissed her.

I knew as well, when I saw my mother's head lean down upon his shoulder, and her arm touch his neck--I knew as well that he could mould her pliant nature into any form he chose, as I know, now, that he did it.
'Go you below, my love,' said Mr.Murdstone.

'David and I will come down, together.

My friend,' turning a darkening face on Peggotty, when he had watched my mother out, and dismissed her with a nod and a smile; 'do you know your mistress's name ?' 'She has been my mistress a long time, sir,' answered Peggotty, 'I ought to know it.' 'That's true,' he answered.

'But I thought I heard you, as I came upstairs, address her by a name that is not hers.