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'Mr. Peggotty!' says I. ¡¡¡¡'Sir,' says he. ¡¡¡¡'Did you give your son the name of Ham, because you lived in a sort of ark?' ¡¡¡¡Mr. Peggotty seemed to think it a deep idea, but answered: ¡¡¡¡'No, sir. I never giv him no name.' ¡¡¡¡'Who gave him that name, then?' said I, putting question number two of the catechism to Mr. Peggotty. ¡¡¡¡'Why, sir, his father giv it him,' said Mr. Peggotty. ¡¡¡¡'I thought you were his father!' ¡¡¡¡'My brother Joe was his father,' said Mr. Peggotty. ¡¡¡¡'Dead, Mr. Peggotty?
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' I hinted, after a respectful pause. ¡¡¡¡'Drowndead,' said Mr. Peggotty. ¡¡¡¡I was very much surprised that Mr. Peggotty was not Ham's father, and began to wonder whether I was mistaken about his relationship to anybody else there. I was so curious to know, that I made up my mind to have it out with Mr. Peggotty. ¡¡¡¡'Little Em'ly,' I said, glancing at her. 'She is your daughter, isn't she, Mr. Peggotty?' ¡¡¡¡'No, sir. My brother-in-law, Tom, was her father.' ¡¡¡¡I couldn't help it. '- Dead, Mr. Peggotty?' I hinted, after another respectful silence. ¡¡¡¡'Drowndead,' said Mr. Peggotty. ¡¡¡¡I felt the difficulty of resuming the subject, but had not got to the bottom of it yet, and must get to the bottom somehow. So I said: