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him better on the whole than his line house in
Bagdad; it is more in his old original style, jon know.
That next house, made out of a boat, is where the Peggottys
live old Uncle Dan7 !,
and Mrs. Gummidge,
Little Em'lj, and all Poor Little Em'ly had rather a
hard time of it, but her troubles are all over now, and she
is as happy as ever. They
take summer boarders too,
mostly children. I've seen Little Xell and Paul Dombey,
and Tiny Tim, and heaps more of them playing round the
old boat, with Little Em" ly standing in the door looking
after them, 'most as if she was their mother. There, now,
you see Argos Villa "
!
The Chimney-Elf pointed, and Rhoda, looking, saw a
very curious house, or was it a ship I She could not
make up her mind which ;
for at one end was a beam
running out like the bowsprit of a vessel, and where it
joined the house, was an image of a golden sheep, like
the figure-head of a ship ;
but instead of masts there
were chimneys, and between the chimneys
was the
week's wash hung out to dry, looking like a full spread
of canvas. At the stern were two windows, serving also
as doors; in one of them sat a gentleman dressed in loose
white trowsers, and a blue shirt, with a turban upon his
head, and funny yellow slippers upon his feet. He
wore a very long white beard, and was smoking a pipe
with a stem at least six feet in length, so that the bowl
rested upon the ground at some distance from Sindbad's
-ashions. A curious little man, about ten inches high,