'And how my dear, dear, old Peggotty is ?' 'Oncommon,' said Mr.Peggotty.
'And little Em'ly, and Mrs.Gummidge ?' 'On--common,' said Mr.Peggotty.
There was a silence.

Mr.Peggotty, to relieve it, took two prodigious lobsters, and an enormous crab, and a large canvas bag of shrimps, out of his pockets, and piled them up in Ham's arms.
'You see,' said Mr.Peggotty, 'knowing as you was partial to a little relish with your wittles when you was along with us, we took the liberty.

The old Mawther biled 'em, she did.

Mrs.Gummidge biled 'em.
Yes,' said Mr.Peggotty, slowly, who I thought appeared to stick to the subject on account of having no other subject ready, 'Mrs.Gummidge, I do assure you, she biled 'em.' I expressed my thanks; and Mr.Peggotty, after looking at Ham, who stood smiling sheepishly over the shellfish, without making any attempt to help him, said: 'We come, you see, the wind and tide making in our favour, in one of our Yarmouth lugs to Gravesen'.

My sister she wrote to me the name of this here place, and wrote to me as if ever I chanced to come to Gravesen', I was to come over and inquire for Mas'r Davy and give her dooty, humbly wishing him well and reporting of the fam'ly as they was oncommon toe-be-sure.