David Copperfield is the story of a young boy and how he grows into a man overcoming various difficulties and facing many adventures. In this extract, you will read about David’s visit to the family home of his nurse Peggotty in Yarmouth, a coastal town in England.
Ham carried me on his back and a small box of ours under his arm. Peggotty carried another small box of ours. We went past boar-builders’ yards, shipwrights’ yards, ship-breakers’ yards, smiths’ forges and a great litter of such places, until we came out upon the dull waste I had already seen at a distance; when Ham said, “Yon’s our house, Mar Davy!”
I looked in all directions, as far as I could stare over the wilderness, and away at the sea, and away at the river, but no house could I make out There was a black barge, or some other kind of boat, not far off, high and dry on the ground with a funnel sticking out of it for chutney and smoking very cozily, but nothing else in the way of a habitation that visible to me
“That’s not it?” said thing? 1st. “That ship “That’s it, Maser Davy,” returned Han it had been Aladdin’s palace, I suppose I could not have been more charmed with the idea of living in it. There was a delightful door cut in the side, and it was roofed in, and there were little windows in it How has made been spent in the story? What does it show the wonderful charm of it was, that it was a real boat which had e doubt been upon the water hundreds of times, and which had been intended to be lived in, on dry land.
It was beautifully clean inside, and as tidy as possible. There were a table and a Dutch clock and a chest of drawers, and on the chest of drawers, there was a tea-tray. The tray was kept from tumbling down by a Bible, and the tray, if it had tumbled down, would have smashed a number of cups and saucers and a teapot that were grouped around the book. On the walls, there were some framed colored pictures
All this I saw in the first glance after I crossed the threshold and then Peggotty opened a little door and showed me my bedroom. It was the completest and most desirable bedroom ever seen in the stern of the vessel; with a little window, where the rudder used to go through; a little looking-glass, just the right height for me, nailed against the wall and framed with oyster shells, a little bed, which there was just room enough to get into and a nosegay of seaweed in a blue mug on the table.
The walls were whitewashed as white as milk, and the patchwork count pane made my eyes quite ache with its brightness. One thing l particularly noticed in this delightful house was the smell of fish. When I took out my pocket-handkerchief to wipe my nose, I found it smelt exactly as if it had wrapped up a lobster informed me that her brothers sold lobsters, crabs and crawfish afterward found that a heap of these creatures was kept in a little wooden outhouse with the pots and kettles.
We were welcomed by a woman in a white apron and a most beautiful little girl (or I thought her so) with a necklace of blue beads on By and by when we had dined in a sumptuous manner a hairy man with a very good-natured face came home. As he called Peggotty “lass”, and gave her a hearty smack on the cheek, I had no doubt, that he was her brother, and so he turned out being presently introduced to me as Mr. Peggotty
“Glad to see you, Sir,” said Mr. Peggotty. “You’ll find us rough, Sir, but you’ll find us ready.”Why does rough mean here? I thanked him and replied that I was sure I should be happy in such a delightful place.