“‘Good-bye!’ said Sam; and as he said it, he dropped the hat that had cost so much trouble in looking for. “‘How awkward you are,’ said the pretty housemaid. ‘You’ll lose it again, if you don’t take care.’ “So, just to prevent his losing it again, she put it on for him. “Whether it was that the pretty housemaid’s face looked prettier still, when it was raised towards Sam’s, or whether it was the accidental consequence of their being so near to each other, is matter of uncertainty to this day; but Sam kissed her. “‘You don’t mean to say that you did that on purpose,’ said the pretty housemaid, blushing. “‘No, I didn’t then,’ said Sam; ‘but I will now.’ “So he kissed her again. “‘Sam!’ said Mr. Pickwick, calling over the banisters. “‘Coming, sir,’ replied Sam, running upstairs. “‘How long you have been!’ said Mr. Pickwick. “‘There was something behind the door, sir, which perwented our getting it open, for ever so long, sir,’ replied Sam.” * * * * * Resuming the journey onwards by rail from Ipswich, the route is continued _viâ Saxmundham Junction_, _Halesworth_, and _Beccles_, to the South Town Station at Great Yarmouth, a well-known and favourite seaside resort, of much interest to the Dickensian Rambler, as being intimately associated with the personal history and experience of David Copperfield. Visitors are recommended, for reasons hereafter to be seen, to select as their place of sojourn either the “_Star Hotel_” on the Hall Quay, or the “_Angel_,” near the market-place. Any thoroughfare leading eastward from either of these will conduct to the _Marine Parade_, in full view of the German Ocean. Towards the southern end of this sea frontage of the town, there may be localised the spot where once stood the Home of Little Emily, “a black barge or some other kind of superannuated boat, high and dry on the ground, with an iron funnel sticking out of it for a chimney. There was a delightful door cut in the side; it was roofed in, and there were little windows in it.” The position of this old boat-house, as belonging to Dan’l Peggotty, was at the upper extremity of the _South Denes_, a flat and grassy expanse—beyond the _Wellington Pier_ and _South Battery_—in the neighbourhood of the _Nelson Column_, facing the sea. In chapter 22 we find a reference to the South Town ferry, crossing the Yare, “to a flat between the river and the sea, Mr. Peggotty’s house being on that waste place, and not a hundred yards out of the track.” [There is a small wooden erection, more than a mile and a half distant, on the sea-front near _Gorleston Pier_—between two well-built houses—assuming the name of _Peggotty’s Hut_; but this is an evident absurdity and misnomer.]