He had got his name already.
'I'll pound it, it's wot you do yourself, sir,' said Mr.Peggotty, shaking his head, 'and wot you do well--right well! I thankee, sir.

I'm obleeged to you, sir, for your welcoming manner of me.

I'm rough, sir, but I'm ready--least ways, I hope I'm ready, you unnerstand.

My house ain't much for to see, sir, but it's hearty at your service if ever you should come along with Mas'r Davy to see it.

I'm a reg'lar Dodman, I am,' said Mr.Peggotty, by which he meant snail, and this was in allusion to his being slow to go, for he had attempted to go after every sentence, and had somehow or other come back again; 'but I wish you both well, and I wish you happy!' Ham echoed this sentiment, and we parted with them in the heartiest manner.