- •Chapter II
- •It was not very polite to herself, I thought, to imply that I should be told lies by her even if I did ask questions. But she never was polite unless there was company.
- •Chapter III
- •Chapter iv2
- •Chapter V
- •Chapter VI
- •Chapter VII
- •I derived from this, that Joe's education, like Steam, was yet in its infancy. Pursuing the subject, I inquired,—
- •I broke out crying and begging pardon, and hugged Joe round the neck: who dropped the poker to hug me, and to say, "Ever the best of friends; an't us, Pip? Don't cry, old chap!"
- •I was going to retort with an inquiry, and had got as far as "Why—" when Joe stopped me.
- •I looked as grateful as any boy possibly could, who was wholly uninformed why he ought to assume that expression.
- •Chapter VIII
- •I answered, more in shyness than politeness, "After you, miss."
- •Chapter IX
- •Chapter X
- •I took it out of the paper, and it proved to be a good one. "But what's this?" said Mrs. Joe, throwing down the shilling and catching up the paper. "Two One-Pound notes?"
- •Chapter XI
- •I was going to wish her many happy returns, when she lifted her stick.
- •Chapter XII
- •Chapter XIII
- •Chapter XIV
- •Chapter XV
- •I had thought of that too, and it was very far from comforting to me to find that he had thought of it; for it seemed to render it more probable.
- •I had been looking round,—in fact, for Estella,—and I stammered that I hoped she was well.
- •Chapter XVI
- •Chapter XVII
- •Chapter XVIII
- •I thought Mr. Jaggers glanced at Joe, as if he considered him a fool for his disinterestedness. But I was too much bewildered between breathless curiosity and surprise, to be sure of it.
- •I said, or tried to say, that I was much obliged to him for his recommendation—
- •I said (glancing at Joe, who stood looking on, motionless), that I supposed I could come directly.
- •Chapter XIX
- •It was such a very provoking question (for it had never in the most distant manner occurred to me), that I said, snappishly,—
- •Chapter XX
- •Chapter XXI
- •Chapter XXII
- •I thanked him and said I would. I informed him in exchange that my Christian name was Philip.
- •I had been doing this, in an excess of attention to his recital. I thanked him, and apologized. He said, "Not at all," and resumed.
- •I thought of her having said, "Matthew will come and see me at last when I am laid dead upon that table;" and I asked Herbert whether his father was so inveterate against her?
- •It struck me as a singular implication that you couldn't be out of a counting-house, you know, and look about you; but I silently deferred to his experience.
- •Chapter XXIII
- •Chapter XXIV
- •I said I should be delighted to accept his hospitality.
- •Chapter XXV
- •I really thought he was still speaking of the fowl, until he added, "Because I have got an aged parent at my place." I then said what politeness required.
- •I was falling into meditation on my guardian's greatness, when Wemmick remarked:—
- •I said, decidedly.
- •Chapter XXVI
- •I told him I had come up again to say how sorry I was that anything disagreeable should have occurred, and that I hoped he would not blame me much.
- •In about a month after that, the Spider's time with Mr. Pocket was up for good, and, to the great relief of all the house but Mrs. Pocket, he went home to the family hole.
- •Chapter XXVII
- •I received this letter by the post on Monday morning, and therefore its appointment was for next day. Let me confess exactly with what feelings I looked forward to Joe's coming.
- •I was so unwilling to see the look again, that I made no remonstrance against this tone.
- •I felt my face fire up as I looked at Joe. I hope one remote cause of its firing may have been my consciousness that if I had known his errand, I should have given him more encouragement.
- •Chapter XXVIII
- •Chapter XXIX
- •I got through some jargon to the effect that I took the liberty of doubting that. That I knew better. That there could be no such beauty without it.
- •I considered, and said, "Never."
- •Chapter XXX
- •I said I could not deny that this was a strong point. I said it (people often do so, in such cases) like a rather reluctant concession to truth and justice;—as if I wanted to deny it!
- •I assured him of my keeping the secret, and begged to be favored with further particulars. He had spoken so sensibly and feelingly of my weakness that I wanted to know something about his strength.
- •Chapter XXXI
- •I had been afraid until then to say a word about the play. But then, Mr. Waldengarver looked up at us complacently, and said,—
- •Chapter XXXII
- •I said, "Indeed?" and the man's eyes looked at me, and then looked over my head, and then looked all round me, and then he drew his hand across his lips and laughed.
- •Chapter XXXIII
- •It was no laughing matter with Estella now, nor was she summoning these remembrances from any shallow place. I would not have been the cause of that look of hers for all my expectations in a heap.
- •Chapter XXXIV
- •Chapter XXXV
- •It was not so much a reproach as an irresistible thinking aloud. Well! I thought I would give up that point too. So, I walked a little further with Biddy, looking silently at her downcast eyes.
- •Chapter XXXVI
- •I could have posted a newspaper in his mouth, he made it so wide after saying this.
- •Chapter XXXVII
- •I nodded at the old gentleman as Wemmick himself might have nodded, and we went in and sat down by the fireside.
- •Chapter XXXVIII
- •It happened on the occasion of this visit that some sharp words arose between Estella and Miss Havisham. It was the first time I had ever seen them opposed.
- •Chapter XXXIX
- •In his heat and triumph, and in his knowledge that I had been nearly fainting, he did not remark on my reception of all this. It was the one grain of relief I had.
- •Chapter xl
- •It was on my lips to ask him what he was tried for, but he took up a knife, gave it a flourish, and with the words, "And what I done is worked out and paid for!" fell to at his breakfast.
- •Chapter xli
- •It was a comfort to shake hands upon it, and walk up and down again, with only that done.
- •Chapter xlii
- •I answered, No.
- •I shut the book and nodded slightly to Herbert, and put the book by; but we neither of us said anything, and both looked at Provis as he stood smoking by the fire.
- •Chapter xliii
- •Chapter xliv
- •It was a weak complaint to have made, and I had not meant to make it. I told her so, as she sat brooding after this outburst.
- •Chapter xlv
- •In watching his face, I made quite a firework of the Aged's sausage, and greatly discomposed both my own attention and Wemmick's; for which I apologized.
- •I thanked him for his valuable advice, and asked him what Herbert had done?
- •Chapter xlvi
- •I had become aware of an alarming growling overhead, and had probably expressed the fact in my countenance.
- •It was a curious place, indeed; but remarkably well kept and clean.
- •Chapter xlvii
- •Involuntarily I looked round me, as I was accustomed to look round me when I went home; for these mysterious words gave me a chill.
- •Chapter xlviii
- •It was as much as I could do to assent.
- •I had told Wemmick of his showing us her wrists, that day of the dinner party.
- •Chapter xlix
- •I was rather afraid of stating it, for it sounded a large sum. "Nine hundred pounds."
- •Chapter l
- •I had started, but not under his touch. His words had given me a start.
- •Chapter li
- •Chapter lii
- •Chapter liii
- •I felt that I had come to the brink of my grave. For a moment I looked wildly round my trap for any chance of escape; but there was none.
- •In his savage taunting, he flared the candle so close at me that I turned my face aside to save it from the flame.
- •Chapter liv
- •I never had any reason to doubt the exact truth of what he thus told me. The officer who steered the galley gave the same account of their going overboard.
- •Chapter lv
- •It was at this dark time of my life that Herbert returned home one evening, a good deal cast down, and said,—
- •I saw that his delicacy was avoiding the right word, so I said, "a clerk."
- •I thought this odd; however, I said nothing, and we set off. We went towards Camberwell Green, and when we were thereabouts, Wemmick said suddenly,—
- •Chapter lvi
- •I pressed his hand in silence, for I could not forget that I had once meant to desert him.
- •Chapter lvii
- •I made some attempt to get up and dress myself. When I next attended to them, they were standing a little off from the bed, looking at me. I still lay there.
- •I was ashamed to answer him.
- •I hurried then to the breakfast-table, and on it found a letter. These were its brief contents:—
- •Chapter lviii
- •It was the worst course I could have taken, because it gave Pumblechook the opportunity he wanted.
- •I looked at both of them, from one to the other, and then—
- •Chapter lix
In watching his face, I made quite a firework of the Aged's sausage, and greatly discomposed both my own attention and Wemmick's; for which I apologized.
"—By disappearing from such place, and being no more heard of thereabouts. From which," said Wemmick, "conjectures had been raised and theories formed. I also heard that you at your chambers in Garden Court, Temple, had been watched, and might be watched again."
"By whom?" said I.
"I wouldn't go into that," said Wemmick, evasively, "it might clash with official responsibilities. I heard it, as I have in my time heard other curious things in the same place. I don't tell it you on information received. I heard it."
He took the toasting-fork and sausage from me as he spoke, and set forth the Aged's breakfast neatly on a little tray. Previous to placing it before him, he went into the Aged's room with a clean white cloth, and tied the same under the old gentleman's chin, and propped him up, and put his nightcap on one side, and gave him quite a rakish air. Then he placed his breakfast before him with great care, and said, "All right, ain't you, Aged P.?" To which the cheerful Aged replied, "All right, John, my boy, all right!" As there seemed to be a tacit understanding that the Aged was not in a presentable state, and was therefore to be considered invisible, I made a pretence of being in complete ignorance of these proceedings.
"This watching of me at my chambers (which I have once had reason to suspect)," I said to Wemmick when he came back, "is inseparable from the person to whom you have adverted; is it?"
Wemmick looked very serious. "I couldn't undertake to say that, of my own knowledge. I mean, I couldn't undertake to say it was at first. But it either is, or it will be, or it's in great danger of being."
As I saw that he was restrained by fealty to Little Britain from saying as much as he could, and as I knew with thankfulness to him how far out of his way he went to say what he did, I could not press him. But I told him, after a little meditation over the fire, that I would like to ask him a question, subject to his answering or not answering, as he deemed right, and sure that his course would be right. He paused in his breakfast, and crossing his arms, and pinching his shirt-sleeves (his notion of in-door comfort was to sit without any coat), he nodded to me once, to put my question.
"You have heard of a man of bad character, whose true name is Compeyson?"
He answered with one other nod.
"Is he living?"
One other nod.
"Is he in London?"
He gave me one other nod, compressed the post-office exceedingly, gave me one last nod, and went on with his breakfast.
"Now," said Wemmick, "questioning being over," which he emphasized and repeated for my guidance, "I come to what I did, after hearing what I heard. I went to Garden Court to find you; not finding you, I went to Clarriker's to find Mr. Herbert."
"And him you found?" said I, with great anxiety.
"And him I found. Without mentioning any names or going into any details, I gave him to understand that if he was aware of anybody—Tom, Jack, or Richard—being about the chambers, or about the immediate neighborhood, he had better get Tom, Jack, or Richard out of the way while you were out of the way."
"He would be greatly puzzled what to do?"
"He was puzzled what to do; not the less, because I gave him my opinion that it was not safe to try to get Tom, Jack, or Richard too far out of the way at present. Mr. Pip, I'll tell you something. Under existing circumstances, there is no place like a great city when you are once in it. Don't break cover too soon. Lie close. Wait till things slacken, before you try the open, even for foreign air."