“He’s a going out with the tide,’ said Mr. Peggotty to me, behind his hand.My eyes were dim and so were Mr. Peggotty’s; but I repeated in a whisper, ‘With the tide?’‘People can’t die, along the coast,’ said Mr. Peggotty, ‘except when the tide’s pretty nigh out. They can’t be born, unless it’s pretty nigh in”
David Copperfield
