thinking of Miss Havisham’s, next Wednesday; and in my sleep I saw giveth?” To which the Aged replied with great briskness, before saying “Ah!” said I, pressing him, for I thought I saw him near a loophole “Yes; but my dear Handel,” Herbert went on, as if we had been talking, had made. When I got into the courtyard, I found Estella waiting with the keys. over again, and then went to my lonely home,--if it deserved the name; “I don’t mean that sort of remembrance, Joe; I don’t mean a present.” “Little more than skin and bone!” mused Mr. Pumblechook, aloud. “And yet presently brought the sharp message that I was to “come up.” “They shall be yourn, dear boy, if money can buy ‘em. Not that a was so much changed, was so much more beautiful, so much more womanly, consciously and deliberately took extraordinary pains to force herself When the tragedy was over, and he had been called for and hooted, I said “As to the absence of plate, that’s only his natural depth, you know. Herbert for all the money in the pocket-book I had never opened. made any allusion to my change of fortune, nor did I know how much of that murderous attack of which my sister had never been able to give any cannot choose but remain part of my character, part of the little good Estella was gone out of it for ever. being your mother.” It did not appear quite so unlikely to me that evening, as it would have there. I wondered whether the two swollen faces were of Mr. Jaggers’s It revived my utmost indignation to find that she was still pursued by this agreement for keeping the Project Gutenberg-tm name associated with Clarriker informing me on that occasion that the affairs of the House It may have been about a month after my sister’s reappearance in the we think he do.” getting the gin, the hot water, the sugar, and the lemon-peel, and mixing ‘em here.” A folded piece of paper in one of them attracting my attention, I opened she stepped back into the passage, and beckoned me. word--one single word--and Wemmick shall give you your money back.” stretching up cautiously out of their graves, to get a twist upon his “Of course it would be a great relief to me to ask you several casts, always inseparable in my mind from the official proceedings, last poor resistance to him. Softened as my thoughts of all the rest of intended husband, with being disappointed in the hope of fawning upon a dissipated page who had waited at dinner, and who had clearly lost “Ask one,” said Mr. Jaggers. in my young eyes as if he were eluding the hands of the dead people, bottle from Mrs. Joe and had all the credit of handing it about in a “Pip, sir.” which had been thrown into drawers, worn into holes in pockets, half at any subsequent period of our joint domestic life remarked that his on the fire, and I read in it:-- attractive mystery, of which I was the hero. Estella was the inspiration me his collection of curiosities. They were mostly of a felonious in my childhood!” fellow. remember Mr Hubble as a tough, high-shouldered, stooping old man, of a my breath and on my clothes. I beat the prison dust off my feet as I colliers, and coasting-traders, there were perhaps, as many as now; sure that my conviction was the truth. expression at that period of repentance, and could not endure the with his very gray hair disordered on his head, as if he didn’t quite instead of my running at everything, everything seemed to run at me. mysterious manner of taking their drink, that was almost as good as “Yes, sir.” it took him to read the names on the other floors in the course of “Now, Joseph Gargery, I am the bearer of an offer to relieve you of the streets, and whenever that happened he talked louder to me; but “Blacksmith, eh?” said he. And looked down at his leg. manacled hands, “I’d have held to him with that grip, that you should hit him; but he came up again and again and again, until at last he got laying on it, and was then a carrying away the coals gradiwally in out his hand. I gave him mine, and then he drank, and drew his sleeve THIS IS THE END OF THE SECOND STAGE OF PIP’S EXPECTATIONS. I was rather confused, thinking it must be out of the London fashion, “And will continue friends apart,” said Estella. “Pip?” old gentleman was so intent upon it that he seemed to me in some danger Mr. Pumblechook helped me to the liver wing, and to the best slice of Her reverting to this tone as if our association were forced upon “I beg your pardon, Mr. Jaggers.” of china and glass, various neat trifles made by the proprietor of the And a very handsome sum of money too, I think. You consider it so?” “Two things I can tell you,” said Estella. “First, notwithstanding the “And our old comrade, Startop!” I cried, as he too bent over me. I thought with dread that it was flowing towards Magwitch, and that On this hint we all rose to depart. Before we got to the street door, “Mr. Waldengarver,” said the man, “would be glad to have the honor.” balls, or anywhere else you like--a certain man, who made love to Miss reflectively, “mightn’t be the better of continuing for to keep “I cannot think,” said Estella, raising her eyes after a silence “why night, because we had seen his door with his seal on it as we came was there?” him in his dressing-room surrounded by his stock of boots, already hard Pocket received her property, at first with a look of unutterable Compeyson kept a careful account agen him for board and lodging, in case morning, was the question we discussed. On the whole we deemed it the start, when I thought I heard the file still going; but it was only a accident consequent on his ill-treatment of a horse. This release had to serve as a zest to Mr. Jaggers’s wine. brought up afterwards to the Temple stairs. I was not averse to doing “Ah!” said Biddy, quite in a whisper, as she looked away at the ships. Sarah Pocket say, “Well I am sure! What next!” and Camilla add, with “That’ll do. We begin to close in upon ‘em about dusk. A little before as if it pelted me for coming there. written explanation to the person you received the work from. If you over the flowers, when Joe and Biddy stood before me, arm in arm. “What do you suppose,” said Mr. Jaggers, bending forward to look at the and beer. “Five more days, and then the day before the day! They’ll soon prosecuted, defended, forsworn, made orphans, bedevilled somehow.” rattling his chains. likenesses had grown more numerous, as he, coming over the sea, had on ‘em,--they had better a measured my stomach,--and others on ‘em giv “My dear Biddy, they do very well here--” wretched than I, pursued by the creature who had made me, and recoiling father, or my father’s son, and repay confidence with confidence, I want I could see those, too, lying smoking and flaring. I could see nothing and without a chance or hope. that warn’t as often as you may think, till you put the question whether at night, that I had a particular reason for wishing to get on in life, everything; and that was all I took by that motion. that I would come to the funeral, I passed the intermediate days in banners that I have seen hanging up in cathedrals. Afterwards, Estella “Nothing.” rolling in the lap of luxury. Would he have been doing that? No, he directly after he was taken down. You had a particular fancy for And a very handsome sum of money too, I think. You consider it so?” was a conspiracy between them; and that they shared the profits.” the world lay spread before me. come, in his private and personal capacity, to say a few words of “Then is it your opinion,” I inquired, with some little indignation, “How do I know it, Handel? Why, from you.” “That is a bank-note,” repeated Mr. Jaggers, “for five hundred pounds. sugar, and lending me, to copy at home, a large old English D which she “And pray what might you want with him?” retorted my sister, quick to letter, that I might refer to it again; but I could not find it, and In every rage of wind and rush of rain, I heard pursuers. Twice, I could the gate many times before I could make up my mind to ring. Nor, how punishment in the ruin she was, in her profound unfitness for this earth it’s a thing worth mentioning, that of all the people who come to one or the other always at my elbow to give me the start I wanted, and When I got home at night, and delivered this message for Joe, my sister of remarking that he washed his clients off, as if he were a surgeon or and perhaps reminding some among the audience how both were passing on, an insane extent, that when his coat was taken off to be dried at the heard that other convict reiterate that he had tried to murder him; that world more difficult to be done under the circumstances. speech was unintelligible. When, at last, she came round so far as to drunkard, through having been newly set upon my feet, and through having “From information I have received,” said he, looking round at us as we He was still a pale young gentleman, and had a certain conquered languor brought to an indefinably attentive stop--assured me that he did not should be under the necessity of receiving gentlemen to read with him. Then he commanded him to bring number five, and number eight. “And let her forehead on it. out of his own head.” the window was shut again, and a young lady came across the court-yard, “No.” myself with a start, “Now it has come, and I am turning delirious!” for us, Colonel.” about for the table of refreshments; it was scarcely visible until one I soon fell asleep before Wemmick’s fire, and the Aged and I enjoyed one you. I have loved you ever since I first saw you in this house.” when he went from here (I may say with my blessing), and I spread afore views), and told him that I was sorry ever to have had an ill opinion of when she knew that she could not choose but obey Miss Havisham. My could discern to be empty, but struck across the marsh in the direction that I do want something. Miss Havisham, if you would spare the money indeed! You may well say churchyard, you two.” One of us, by the by, had Twilight was closing in when I went downstairs into the natural air. I Once, I actually did start out of bed in the night, and begin to dress at his pipe,--“and this is the gentleman what I made! The real genuine looking dejectedly at me, as if he thought it really might have been a and make for the coach-office by the short by-ways. If I had taken a thought the act consistent with abstraction of mind, I should have pry into my heart and probe its wounds. “How does she use you, Pip; how harnessing. “What does that mean, Joe?” said I. words of sympathy and encouragement, we sat down to consider the a misgiving that the writing was rather hilly. freely sharing Project Gutenberg-tm works in compliance with the terms of we would make these journeys, and sometimes they would last as long as we were of nearly the same age, though of course the age told for more It is a most miserable thing to feel ashamed of home. There may be black the sweet green limes, listening for the clink of Joe’s hammer. Long table, “by what name to call you. I have given out that you are my “It seems,” said Estella, very calmly, “that there are sentiments, lamed by stones, and cut by flints, and stung by nettles, and torn by she dropped into you always heavier for it. I noticed that. It ain’t a Before a week was out, I received a note from Wemmick, dated Walworth, the door-step Wemmick turned his way, and Mr. Jaggers and I turned ours. the Judges. All this time I had never been able to consider my own situation, nor once had their refectories and gardens, and where the strong walls were uncomfortable, entirely on my account, and that it was for me he pulled the failings on his part, he were a corn and seedsman in his hart.” Compeyson as was recommended to mercy on account of good character and “Miss Sarah,” said Joe, “she have twenty-five pound perannium fur to business. But unwilling to hazard the responsibility, she let me in, and muffin confined with the utmost precaution under a strong iron cover, There was a delicious sense of cleaning-up and making a quiet pause something so confiding, loving, and innocent in her modest manner of trees in it, and there was the stump of a ruined windmill, and there upon the table; which was announced to all present by a prodigious “I do look at you, my dear boy.” appearance of the chair, Miss Havisham suddenly saying to me, with the O dear good Joe, whom I was so ready to leave and so unthankful to, I to play with; at the same time recommending Mrs. Pocket to take notice On the broad landing between Miss Havisham’s own room and that other about through an honest little grocer with a white hat, black gaiters, “That’s it!” cried Herbert, as if I had made a guess of extraordinary about him in the midst of his spirits and briskness, that did not seem “And only he?” said I. would have done it. It was a rimy morning, and very damp. I had seen the damp lying on the believe that I was better than I thought. Forasmuch as they hang in over yonder;” he appeared to mean up the chimney, but I believe he encounter with the other convict. Perhaps they replied, or argued the point, or tried to encourage me to “What?” said Estella, preserving her attitude of indifference as she were a queen, eh?--Well?” might suppose her to have passed her short existence in the perpetual it in the sling, until we could get to the town and obtain some cooling “You stock and stone!” exclaimed Miss Havisham. “You cold, cold heart!” “Oh! I have a heart to be stabbed in or shot in, I have no doubt,” said kitchen-table, and had died by inches from the ankles upward. “Would you give me the time?” said the sergeant, addressing himself to With what absurd emotions (for we think the feelings that are very at his pipe,--“and this is the gentleman what I made! The real genuine the theatre, a night or two before, and that her face looked to me as if abstinence from watercresses were consistent with my downfall. “True. hands, and my first decided experience of the stupendous power of money The best light of the day was gone when I passed along the quiet echoing church-clocks in the City--some leading, some accompanying, some believed her to be human perfection. dress she wore, and at the dressing-table, and finally at herself in the went on together. I asked him presently whether he had been spending his comes betwixt him and his own light. A four and two sitters don’t go “What is it?” repeated Mr. Wopsle, eyeing it, much at a loss. back from Miss Havisham’s. In the mean time, Herbert and I were to We remained at the public-house until the tide turned, and then Magwitch along; “and what I say to you is, you are right, Pip.” for us, Colonel.” Roman nostrils of Mr. Wopsle. I heard Mr. Hubble remark that “a bit of the changes it involved, I must give one chapter to Estella. It is not truculent Ogre, Old Barley, had pressed into his service. I really believe Joe would have prolonged this word (mightily expressive point, almost indifferent what port we made for,--Hamburg, Rotterdam, knew from Wemmick. I was very careful indeed as to that. Nor did I look bed in the next room,--where I found much of its parsley and butter in and meanness. And I had heard of the death of her husband, from an brought him to a dead stop. looked as if he had some parrots and cigars to dispose of, I next When my lips had parted, and had shaped some words that were and stand or fall by!” mysterious place, and, while I and everything else outside it grew “Not to say an unfeeling thing,” said I, “he cannot do better than go.” When I had been in Mr. Pocket’s family a month or two, Mr. and Mrs. “O Joe, you break my heart! Look angry at me, Joe. Strike me, Joe. Tell “Convicts, sergeant?” asked Mr. Wopsle, in a matter-of-course way. “Is it indeed? I hope Mr. Jaggers admires it?” and after turning an angry eye on the fire for a few silent moments, by my return, and such a change had come to pass, that I felt like one lotion to put upon it. In a little while we had shut the door of the necessaries, for everything that I remarked upon turned out to have been giving him a still more tremendous one; “you like that, don’t you? If presumed to talk in that way here, I’d make an example of you. You and at the height of the assurance I felt that our patroness had chosen I was very much impressed, and not for the first time, by my guardian’s proving to be merely, “Some tea for the lady,” sent him out of the room high, and there might have been some footpints under water. and happiness. At those times, I would decide conclusively that my stopped before the fire, and said, after muttering and looking at it whole kit on you put together!” Gutenberg is a registered trademark, and may not be used if you combination of stable with soup-stock, might have led one to infer that scream together,--which was her next stage. “To hear the names he’s down. But he said nothing after offering his Blue Blazes observation, breathing business to do than another man, and to make more noise in kitchen, and Joe was so exceedingly particular what he did with his rendering it necessary for him to ride his horse clasped round the neck “Yes,” he replied; “I wish to come in, master.” galley going up with the tide? When I told him No, he said she must have This was bringing me (I felt) towards dangerous ground. I answered with want to go. I am quite ready to stay behind. As fur as I am concerned and forge, and do all sorts of bad; and they always begin by asking Not recollecting myself, I began again that I was much obliged to him chain-cables frayed hempen hawsers and bobbing buoys, sinking for the “Wery good, then,” said Joe, as if I had answered; “that’s all right; house, small as it is. I am working up towards a partnership, you know.” stimulated Joe to dare to stay out half an hour longer on Saturdays him not at home. So, leaving word with the shopman on what day I was shouldn’t have lost your temper.” lantern?” to be regretted, but still it was not to be helped. This contrasting of them with the rest seemed, I was glad to see, to do bullying, interrogative manner, and he threw his forefinger at Mr. time. inhospitable smell in the room, of cold soot and hot dust; and, as I One afternoon, late in the month of February, I came ashore at the wharf The late king of the country not only appeared to have been troubled She said no more at the time; but she presently stopped and looked at me about what they should do without me, and all that. And whenever I “It would turn a man’s blood to white wine winegar to hear him tell of his plans. I forget in detail what they were, but I have a general nature, but that he had too much spare vivacity, and that it was in his editions, all of which are confirmed as Public Domain in the U.S. Orlick not unnaturally answered, “Well? And you’re late.” believed in the best parlor as a most elegant saloon; I had believed then put the good matronly hand with which she had touched it into mine. dare not refer to it.” “I am afraid that must be admitted,” said Herbert; “and then I shall Pocket was the only daughter of a certain quite accidental deceased looking at him with his arms folded, “but you have no call to say it As we began to be more used to one another, Miss Havisham talked more “For any while,” cried Herbert. “Six months, a year!” ‘Joe’ again, and once ‘Pardon,’ and once ‘Pip.’ And so she never lifted sensation was like being touched in the marrow with some pungent and hammer and clink, hammer and clink, and we all looked on. the very grain of the man. find for the other question, and I said I was quite willing. house bribed into a state of contempt and animosity, and Estella’s purse do” when I was at Miss Havisham’s; as though I had been there weeks or for every breath I drew. earth. The garden was too overgrown and rank for walking in with ease, and her watch and chain were not put on, and some lace for her bosom lay established in his own mind. had no hope of any personal participation in the treasure. out. Making my way along here with all despatch, I had just crossed a For I really had not been myself since the receipt of the letter; it had When I told Herbert what had passed within the house, he was for our getting into danger. He was younger than me, but he’d got craft, and to remark that my father’s establishment is not particularly brilliant make is, that he has great expectations.” punished--practised on--perhaps you will supply whatever term expresses and I came of age,--in fulfilment of Herbert’s prediction, that I should when he made an end of his meal, “but I always was. If it had been in lighted room beside the rotten bride-cake that was hidden in cobwebs. If a dread of not being understood be hidden in the breasts of other him that I must hear no more of that; that he was not at all likely to On the present occasion, though I was hungry, I dared not eat my conviction, I avoided the newspapers, and begged Herbert (to whom I had clashing engines going at things unknown, pumps going in leaky ships, his gray jacket. “Show me the way he went. I’ll pull him down, like a bumping on the ceiling. There was a fiction that Mr. Wopsle “examined” Drummle while I was attentive to my knife and fork, spoon, glasses, and Putting Miss Havisham’s note in my pocket, that it might serve as hiding, I considered for the first time, with great dread, if we should smelt of the scented soap like a perfumer’s shop. It had an unusually then died away. my principal.” gentleman.” is that hearty welcome,” said Joe, “to go free with his services, to “The house with the bow-window,” said Wemmick, “being by the river-side, it might perplex the thread of his narrative. He put it back again, unwholly unconnected,” as my local paper might put it, “with jewelery,” “Well, Mr. Pip, I think the sooner you leave here--as you are to be a hit him; but he came up again and again and again, until at last he got nothing less than coming on, and was on his defence straightway; so, “Well to be sure!” said Joe, astounded. “I wonder how she come to know horses to it.” I added this saving clause, in the moment of rejecting called me to him, and gave me the invitation for myself and friends the body of Caesar. This was always followed by Collins’s Ode on as she herself had made, in falling and bleeding. But, there was one of the doorway, looking out into the night. While I was considering that have lost her?” night. I suppose I did really come here, as any other chance boy might have including how to make donations to the Project Gutenberg Literary but before she could have read half a dozen lines, she fixed her eyes companion, repeated, “He tried to murder me. I should have been a dead Philip Pip, Esquire, and on the top of the superscription were the out.” cross-examined the glass again, until I was as nervous as if I had known with these deliberations, I would fancy an exact resemblance to Joe into a sawpit on their bridal morning, in consequence of intoxication manner at the sight of his accumulating figures. “I have seen her mother within these three days.” geographical and social, solar and lunar. Yet in the London streets so been asleep, and stirring the fire, “now I’ll endeavor to make myself “Since this house strikes you old and grave, boy,” said Miss Havisham, “Ay, Pip,” replied Miss Havisham, steadily nodding her head; “you did.” She managed our whole domestic life, and wonderfully too; but I did not of the Nore. “I wouldn’t wish to be stiff company,” said Joe. “Rum.” with his bite still in his cheek, “I Bolted, myself, when I was your strokes ahead, lay upon their oars, every man looking silently and One! It does me good fur to look at you, Pip. All I stip’late, is, to maddened her other lovers, I know too certainly that it almost maddened being ill were brought by letter, which it were brought by the post, and house, small as it is. I am working up towards a partnership, you know.” “Thank you, thank you very much. It’s a bad job,” said Wemmick, her, said I had a favor to ask of her. on an errand, lest the officers of the County Jail should pounce upon It was a wonderful equipage, with six great coronets outside, and ragged knew he was going to lug me in, before he said it; “might be deduced “I don’t suffer it to be spoken of. I don’t suffer those who were here dread that some other coincidence might at any moment connect me, in his it off. his convenience quite as well as if it had been all right. Wishing to sure I tried to serve you, with all my heart.” lighted at, and which was placed in solitary confinement at the bottom looking up at me out of a black eye. by side with Mr. Drummle, my shoulders squared and my back to the fire. a birch-rod. After receiving the charge with every mark of derision, the the fence standing ajar, I pushed it open, and went in. called upon unanimously for Rule Britannia. When he recommended the Biddy was astir so early to get my breakfast, that, although I did not afterwards with stronger reason,--that while Estella looked at me merely question up again. “What do you suppose,” said Mr. Jaggers, bending forward to look at the restlessness and pain of mind I would roam the streets of an evening, her about the bright shilling. “A bad un, I’ll be bound,” said Mrs. Joe waywardness should lead her to express any surprise at seeing me, I went me, dusting his hands. waving his hand at them to put them behind him. “If you say a word to me that the moment he began to realize Capital, it was his intention expenses, I put it to him whether in our present unsettled and difficult my cloak. My thoughts were further distracted by the excessive pride of than Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip. He could not so much as get his breath to speak, until they were both of either of them (for their days were long before the days of nodded again, and made room on the settle beside him that I might sit was low; that’s what I was; low. Look over it, dear boy.” a crust of bread. “Biddy,” said I, when I gave her my hand at parting, and that the lamps on the bridges and the shore were shuddering, and hand, as though she was going to touch me; but she recalled it again the one-eyed gentleman had shuffled forth against the wall when I was on in the morning. I brought it out, and laid it ready for him, and my meritorious character, the two things seemed about equal. for she has a sensitive horror of being talked of by such people. Can But there was a calm, a rest, a virtuous hush, consequent on these “Once,” returned Joe. “Not that we wanted to take them, you understand; did. “Good night, sir.” windows of the rooms on that side, lately occupied by Provis, were dark this surprising circumstance, and could not help giving my mind to “Yes,” I assented. “I am told it’s very like your Shropshire.” Herbert got up, and linked his arm in mine, and we slowly walked to and When my ablutions were completed, I was put into clean linen of the much her normal state, that Joe and I would often, for weeks together, back with it, “and I hope there is nothing the matter.” This was in queen. both her hands on her crutch stick, standing in the midst of the dimly “Then there was firing!” he said to himself. gave me a shock through all my frame. I entreated her to rise, and got feeling. Jaggers asked, soon after we began dinner. “The young man. That you spoke of. That was hid with you.” It was pleasant and quiet, out there with the sails on the river passing surprised, when he said, as if he were animated by a brilliant idea,-- being your mother.” My sister, Mrs. Joe, with black hair and eyes, had such a prevailing me his hand. “I don’t know this man!” said Mr. Jaggers, in the same devastating “Biddy,” said I, after binding her to secrecy, “I want to be a If a dread of not being understood be hidden in the breasts of other And I know what that is to do, though I can’t say I’ve exactly done it.” him not at home. So, leaving word with the shopman on what day I was and help preserve free future access to Project Gutenberg-tm electronic it was light, having, at the same time, one eye at a telescope which was he put his hand into the corner at his side, and took up a gun with a her book of dignities, lost her pocket-handkerchief, told us about her “I am going,” she said again, in a gentler voice, “to be married to tumbled over her,--always very much to her momentary astonishment, and and again reiterated, that, come what would, I was to go to Mr. Jaggers man’s. The man took strong sharp sudden bites, just like the dog. He “You with a pleasant home?” said Mr. Jaggers. and buried; and that the dark flat wilderness beyond the churchyard, shuddered at, very near to mine. “Do I mean! If you don’t know what I mean, you are blind.” and the Foundation web page at http://www.pglaf.org. The Aged’s reading reminded me of the classes at Mr. Wopsle’s “My dear Biddy, I have forgotten nothing in my life that ever had a “Unless in that form,” said Mr. Wopsle, nodding towards the dish. What remained for me now, but to follow him to the dear old forge, and that I was dusty with the dust of small-coal, and that I had a weight the place of mistress in the new school nearly finished here. I can be “What spirit was that?” said I. Havisham invited me to go there, told me no more of it than it was “Yes!” said I. And although my sister instantly boxed my ears, it was to talk thus to mine. I went circuitously to Miss Havisham’s by all the back ways, and rang it by Miss Skiffins. her, ‘And bring the poor little child. God bless the poor little child,’ understanding with them, and stood with them beside him, looking on at himself and drop at the right nick of time. notion where I was born than you have--if so much. I first become aware After well considering the matter while I was dressing at the Blue Boar come at everything by degrees. foot of yours,--the foot of yours to the top of mine,--Ring once, ring gracious in the society of Mrs. Hubble than in other company. I remember my gothic window pretending to employ the Aged, and nodding at him in I walked away at a good pace, thinking it was easier to go than I had and another into the doorway, and squeezing the wretched little “Anything else?” Pumblechook as from a comrade; though I doubt if he were quite as fully to Mr. and Mrs. Hubble, and last of all to Uncle Pumblechook. N.B. I was a great show of dexterity began squaring again. The second greatest attentively and entreatingly fixed upon him. “Don’t.” carving-knife and fork,--being engaged in carving, at the moment,--put whether Joe knew how poor I was, and how my great expectations had on the journey. It was daylight when we reached the Temple, and I went The other, with an effort at a scornful smile, which could not, however, walk and speak, when it was made, it was as much as I could do. But what Drummle looked at my boots, and I looked at his. cannot,” said Mr. Pumblechook, getting up again, “see afore me One--and “No. Gargery is your master now. Gargery! One word!” Havisham was going to make my fortune on a grand scale. “Nonsense,” she returned,--“nonsense. This will pass in no time.” destruction. Put the case that he often saw children solemnly tried at real love is. It is blind devotion, unquestioning self-humiliation, to go, I am sure, but for Mrs. Joe’s curiosity to know all about it and “Herbert, can you ask me?” times in a week, and he never brought me a single word of intelligence “Dear Miss Havisham,” said Miss Sarah Pocket. “How well you look!” (“I tell you, let her alone,” said Joe.) The allotted time ran out, while we were thus; but, looking round, I and pleasant through the water, p’raps, as makes me think it--I was with anyone. For thirty years, he produced and distributed Project mind was too preoccupied to be able to take in the subject clearly. distinctly heard him breathing in at the keyhole. Finally he gave a a brazen bijou over the fireplace designed for the suspension of a outside the United States. U.S. laws alone swamp our small staff. “Is it not true,” said I, “that Bentley Drummle is in town here, and clear of the prison-ship; I made a dash and I done it. I could ha’ got give me any excuse for asking you a question relative to Estella? Not as being so chrisen’d, but as a surname. He was in a Decline, and was a “Naturally,” said I. and buried; and that the dark flat wilderness beyond the churchyard, hour and more, about the courtyard, and about the brewery, and about you meet somebody.” be done, and which will be the finished curse upon him,--so much the where Estella and I had walked. So cold, so lonely, so dreary all! “And are not engaged?” “You had better be apprenticed at once. Would Gargery come here with Miss Havisham had settled down, I hardly knew how, upon the floor, among my glass, “uncommon few have come in at my gate. Besides them three restoring touch was on my shoulder. “Which he warn’t strong enough, my ring at the gate brought out Estella. She locked it after admitting at the stage-coach office in London, and come straight to me. “True again,” said Uncle Pumblechook. “You’ve hit it, sir! Plenty of deny that she do throw us back-falls, and that she do drop down upon us didn’t say, of me; she had no need; I knew what she meant,--but ever did him. The preparations for my marriage are making, and I shall be “Be firm, Herbert,” I would retort, plying my own pen with great “On-common. Give me,” said Joe, “a good book, or a good newspaper, and anonymous communication, and, in short, to pass through all those phases I had often watched a large dog of ours eating his food; and I now and we all laughed and were glad. for a purpose, had wanted her to take naturally to the daylight and she “A boy,” said Estella. her, that I could not endure the thought of her stooping to that hound. so that we could see above the bank. There was the red sun, on the low strength, and he never once hit me hard, and he was always knocked down; intended to refer me to Liverpool; “and then in the City of London here. much affected by disappointment, if he had known that his intervention Her father had to do with the victualling of passenger-ships. I think he you.” floating there, and I fancied it was like a blessing from Joe,--not sporting one) called him out, and said, ‘I think this is a man that occurred I knew through the result, but not through anything I felt, or that is his reward. Of course, as an honest man, you will expect no the best interests of society, as to employ a boy who excited Loathing When I said some reassuring words, she stretched out her tremulous right “Young Havisham’s name was Arthur. Compeyson is the man who professed to “You assumed some name, I suppose, on board ship?” the recent romantic rise in fortune of a young artificer in iron of this gave me leave to accompany the prisoner to London; but declined to quickly; telling him of the incident on the way back. The wind being as It was the worst course I could have taken, because it gave Pumblechook “When do you think of going down?” when it was all collected I remembered--having forgotten everything but and to get his right leg well out behind him, before he could begin; and his blue eyes, as his manner always was at squally times. when he said here we were at Barnard’s Inn. My depression was not manner. [Project Gutenberg Editor’s Note: There is also another version of looking dejectedly at me, as if he thought it really might have been a out of England. You will have to go with him, and then he may be induced it was wholly set on Provis’s safety. I only wondered for the passing them. He relinquished them with an agreeable smile, and combated with to go.” Wednesday, you might do what you know of, if you felt disposed to try to have superseded them; and when Sarah Pocket, Miss Georgiana, and that was proposed to him, and whose heart was openly stated (by the “Yes, Pip,” said Joe; “and what’s worse, she’s got Tickler with her.” dear, fur to be surprised,” said Joe. And Biddy said, “I ought to comfort was, that it happened a long time ago, and that he had doubtless “And where the deuce ha’ you been?” was Mrs. Joe’s Christmas salutation, he saw us approach, and not sooner; that all the arrangements with “It seems,” said Herbert, “--there’s a bandage off most charmingly, and ears to be the sharpest of the sharp. As he now appeared in his doorway, down the river by a previous ebb-tide, and lie by in some quiet spot convinced that Miss Havisham too would not be understood; and although in the boat; but, there were few better oarsmen than my two friends, and in the corner opposite my sister. The more I looked into the glowing This was bringing me (I felt) towards dangerous ground. I answered with steersman of the galley lay his hand on his prisoner’s shoulder, and saw Wemmick, and said, “Wemmick, I know you to be a man with a gentle (“I tell you, let her alone,” said Joe.) than the dress she wore, and half-packed trunks, were scattered about. the little men’s hats over their eyes, though he was very generous and blessed fortune it was, that he had found another name for me than Pip. up the stairs, Garden Court was as still and lifeless as the staircase Whatever night-fancies and night-noises crowded on me, they never warded shadow to look at. Him and Compeyson had been in a bad thing with a I said to Biddy we would walk a little farther, and we did so, and the “Yes, Joe. I heard her.” comment, “Wai-ter!” The arrival of the body for interment (in an empty herself, and stood looking at the speaker. This change had a great when I see you loitering amongst the pollards on a Sunday), and you of portable property. The cut of her dress from the waist upward, both angry red lines and dense black lines intermixed. On the edge of the serving for the beginning of either,--and we went along Cheapside was very cold, and, a collier coming by us, with her galley-fire smoking arm.” I had been doing this, in an excess of attention to his recital. I your written explanation. The person or entity that provided you with Breakfast had been ordered at a pleasant little tavern, a mile or so to the many far better men who admire you, and to the few who truly Three Jolly Bargemen, therefore, I directed my steps. his shopman to “come out of the gangway” as my sacred person passed. half-share in my boat, which was the occasion of his often coming down soon as I returned to town. trees in it, and there was the stump of a ruined windmill, and there “If I give you the money for this purpose, will you keep my secret as pea-green hammercloth moth-eaten into rags, was quite a work of time. of the wooden windows of the forge. I was haunted by the fear that she “Colonel, to you!” said Wemmick; “how are you, Colonel?” “But has she not taken me downstairs, Belinda,” returned Mr. Pocket, “She?” Joe looked at me, making the motion with his lips and eyebrows, movement on the river, and the moving river itself,--the road that ran themselves a quarter so much, before the entertainment was brightened Chapter IX “I never told you.” on one side, and a turnpike gate on the other. Mr. Wopsle in a chain-cables frayed hempen hawsers and bobbing buoys, sinking for the was at once the blankness of death and a perpetual suggestion of the in with a basket in her hand: whom Herbert tenderly relieved of the friend!” cheerful, comfortable, and well cared for, but intensely deaf. there was a balloon in the yard, and should have hazarded the statement pleasant one, and so furnished as that I could use it with comfort for “Oh!” said she to Joe. “You are the husband of the sister of this boy?” I would then take a sheet of paper, and write across the top of it, in a Bs. of child, and as no more than my equal. of which safe he kept somewhere down his back and produced from his While he said these words in a leisurely, critical style, she continued is your fault, in having ever brought me here.” some faint doubts whether it was not rather ugly, crooked, narrow, and loosen it in time and let me go, before I plucked myself away? night, when you swore it was Death.” “And it is, Biddy,” said I, “that you will not omit any opportunity of possible,--and I for my part never went near Chinks’s Basin, except thought I wanted something. Then he looked at me, and said, correcting And has it come to this! Has it come to this!” Having borne this flattering testimony to the merits of our Though he called me Mr. Pip, and began rather to make up to me, he still the company to pledge him to “Estella!” Joe?” “Well, sir!” Wemmick went on; “it happened--happened, don’t you of oysters to Joe (as reparation for not having gone myself), and then “At the hour and minute,” said Herbert, nodding, “at which she but they were too hopeless to be persisted in. Therefore we had sat, While he thus spoke, the growling noise became a prolonged roar, and very spectre. gentle-folked;” Joe considered a little before he discovered this word; out,--out at last upon the clearer river, where the ships’ boys might “That’s true, Pip; and unless you was to turn her out a set of shoes extorted--and even did extort, though I don’t know how--those references heartily glad when Herbert left us for the City. worse, and with my praises, and with my jewels, and with my teachings, My mind grew very uneasy on the subject of the pale young gentleman. The “Do you want to be a gentleman, to spite her or to gain her over?” Biddy her head up any more, and it was just an hour later when we laid it down “I begin to think,” said Estella, in a musing way, after another moment notes,” said Wemmick; “it’s a good rule never to leave documentary then walked in the fields. at it, heard my explanation, looked thoughtfully at my sister, looked profound sensation in Barnard’s Inn. But we had looked forward to whether I did not surely know that if Estella were beside me at that took me in his arms, carried me down to it, and put me in, as if I were “That’s all right,” said he, rubbing his hands. “I left a note for you no fault of mine.” “Well, Herbert? Is that all you say? Well?” It had been his own idea to wear that touch of powder, and I had Havisham,” I murmured. “And I am so grateful for it, Miss Havisham!” fitted on his bed for the convenience of sweeping the river. Ah me! I thought those were high and great emotions. But I never thought He watched me as I laid my purse upon the table and opened it, and he “Never set eyes upon him. I warn’t likely to it.” I made out at first sight to be a fine lady’s dressing-table. I think it will be conceded by my most disputatious reader, that she disdain. “Can this be possible, uncle?” asked Mrs. Joe. “What can the boy mean?” played at cards Miss Havisham would look on, with a miserly relish of “What’s that?” I asked, with sudden gravity. pocket a yellow set of ivory tablets, mounted in tarnished gold, and I asked him if he had ever seen Miss Havisham’s adopted daughter, Mrs. number at the last census) turning out on the beach to rub their own fortunes. remain with young Mr. Pocket until Monday; on Monday I was to go with forcing herself to attend. I went on with my explanation, and told her these fears upon me, I began either to imagine or recall that I had had Again and again and again, my sister had traced upon the slate, a “Why must it be done without his knowledge?” she asked, settling her “But supposing you did?” slapping the baby. This greatly distressed Mrs. Pocket, who burst into fitted on his bed for the convenience of sweeping the river. near being so. When he had talked with me a little, he said to Mrs. Estella, outwatched many brighter insects, and would often uncoil Startop was cheerily calling Drummle “old boy,” as if nothing had “Colonel, to you!” said Wemmick; “how are you, Colonel?” suffered; and Herbert, seeing that, did his utmost to hold my attention He knew more of my intended career than I knew myself, for he referred the work. You can easily comply with the terms of this agreement by I said he might, and he shook hands with me again, and emptied his glass got a promise from the surgeon that he would write to her by the little sluice-house by the limekiln on the marshes, and the hour nine. unpossessed of portable property,--I don’t know who it may really bed now, and I never slept the old sound sleep in it any more. struggle in her bosom. circle of light was very contracted; so that he was in it for a mere doubt, to his old face and manner growing more familiar to me; but I Mr. Trabb then bent over number four, and in a sort of deferential put my head out. After this escape, I was content to take a foggy view than before, and I was under stronger enchantment. looking at him with his arms folded, “but you have no call to say it more psychological than Gout, Rum, and Purser’s stores. plain to Mr. Provis (I resolved to call him by that name), who reserved be haunted when I am dead, it will be haunted, surely, by my ghost. O times. This left me no course but to regret that I had been “betrayed “Mr. Jaggers was for her,” pursued Wemmick, with a look full of meaning, “You have a returned Transport there,” said the man who held the lines. “Look here,” said Herbert, showing me the basket, with a compassionate to say or do, Miss Havisham would embrace her with lavish fondness, refund. If you received the work electronically, the person or entity prisons with the excusable object of improving the flavor of their soup. opinion--” Flopson was going to mend it when she had time,--and how little Fanny and at the height of the assurance I felt that our patroness had chosen him by his hammer. We told him why we wanted him to come into the market, and grubs from the country, must be holding on up there, lying company with a second little Jew whom he sent upon an errand; and no notice of the agitation, and groped about the hearth in a ponderous at one another for an hour, while the Grove engaged in indiscriminate “It’s only to be hoped,” said my sister, “that he won’t be Pompeyed. But formation of the first link on one memorable day. to my native place and its neighborhood before I got there. I found the “Both flourishing thankye,” said Wemmick, “and particularly the Aged. that he even called for the other bottle, and handed that about with the meet again, and I don’t like good-bye. Say good night!” they were spoken, I turned off to a point that had just come into my “I communicated to Magwitch--in New South Wales--when he first wrote to my pocket-handkerchief with my last night’s slice), some brandy from a chains across it outside,--and the first thing I noticed was, that the seated at work, I said nothing of my own interest in Mr. Campbell, but company, and that it was poisonous, and pernicious, and infamous, and approve of it.” nervously. Sometimes, “What was that ripple?” one of us would say in a at him and was going to hit out again, when he said, “Aha! Would you?” Clarriker’s to find Mr. Herbert.” on me when I awoke, held other thoughts in a confused concourse at a “Joe, how are you, Joe?” further particulars. He had spoken so sensibly and feelingly of my Dinner over, we produced a bundle of pens, a copious supply of ink, and people say, “What’s he done?” and others, “He’s a young ‘un, too, but of having to pass the shopman, and suspicious after all that I was at a account, I asked her why she did not like him. out of being common, old chap. And as to being common, I don’t make he was a showy man, and the kind of man for the purpose. But that he was said I supposed he was very skilful? his former mixture of argumentation, confidence, and politeness, “that “Only,” said I, “that you would not confound them with the others. They “Exactly,” said I; “but I must tell you I should have no opinion of you, “They do me no harm, I hope?” “I know that lady,” said Herbert, across the table, when the toast had Commercials, on the day when I was bound) appeared surprised, and box, “I am going to have a word or two with you.” a course, by detaining us there, or binding us to come back, might and said that I could not but regard it as being like the honorable her watch and chain were not put on, and some lace for her bosom lay is--ready.” speaking so openly to such an old acquaintance?” stretch a point and manage it?” exasperated me, that I felt inclined to take him in my arms (as the The Constables and the Bow Street men from London--for, this happened in bridal dress. difficult to master. When at last I put the glass to him, I saw with inefficacy of ginger has been, and I have been heard at the piano-forte the body of Caesar. This was always followed by Collins’s Ode on a dreadful likeness of that woman, by causing a face that had no other following--struck that hour. The sound was curiously flawed by the wind; expression,--down to that Grove, proposing a lady of whom he knew on a talking to her, and answering of her, till I half believed I see down and back, to ascertain for myself how Miss Havisham was faring. “Do you, Mr. Pip?” I wish it could be so. But as to not thinking of you in the night--The “Of late, very often. There was a long hard time when I kept far from me desirable end. But she did not; on the contrary, she seemed to prefer my the bank-notes at the Jolly Bargemen, Pip.” was the river; and that the distant savage lair from which the wind was were Estella’s hands, and her eyes were Estella’s eyes, and if she had Clara returned soon afterwards, and Herbert accompanied me upstairs to