- •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
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.
"Oh! He can't be in sight," said Mr. Wopsle. "He went out before I went off. I saw him go."
Having the reason that I had for being suspicious, I even suspected this poor actor. I mistrusted a design to entrap me into some admission. Therefore I glanced at him as we walked on together, but said nothing.
"I had a ridiculous fancy that he must be with you, Mr. Pip, till I saw that you were quite unconscious of him, sitting behind you there like a ghost."
My former chill crept over me again, but I was resolved not to speak yet, for it was quite consistent with his words that he might be set on to induce me to connect these references with Provis. Of course, I was perfectly sure and safe that Provis had not been there.
"I dare say you wonder at me, Mr. Pip; indeed, I see you do. But it is so very strange! You'll hardly believe what I am going to tell you. I could hardly believe it myself, if you told me."
"Indeed?" said I.
"No, indeed. Mr. Pip, you remember in old times a certain Christmas Day, when you were quite a child, and I dined at Gargery's, and some soldiers came to the door to get a pair of handcuffs mended?"
"I remember it very well."
"And you remember that there was a chase after two convicts, and that we joined in it, and that Gargery took you on his back, and that I took the lead, and you kept up with me as well as you could?"
"I remember it all very well." Better than he thought,—except the last clause.
"And you remember that we came up with the two in a ditch, and that there was a scuffle between them, and that one of them had been severely handled and much mauled about the face by the other?"
"I see it all before me."
"And that the soldiers lighted torches, and put the two in the centre, and that we went on to see the last of them, over the black marshes, with the torchlight shining on their faces,—I am particular about that,—with the torchlight shining on their faces, when there was an outer ring of dark night all about us?"
"Yes," said I. "I remember all that."
"Then, Mr. Pip, one of those two prisoners sat behind you tonight. I saw him over your shoulder."
"Steady!" I thought. I asked him then, "Which of the two do you suppose you saw?"
"The one who had been mauled," he answered readily, "and I'll swear I saw him! The more I think of him, the more certain I am of him."
"This is very curious!" said I, with the best assumption I could put on of its being nothing more to me. "Very curious indeed!"
I cannot exaggerate the enhanced disquiet into which this conversation threw me, or the special and peculiar terror I felt at Compeyson's having been behind me "like a ghost." For if he had ever been out of my thoughts for a few moments together since the hiding had begun, it was in those very moments when he was closest to me; and to think that I should be so unconscious and off my guard after all my care was as if I had shut an avenue of a hundred doors to keep him out, and then had found him at my elbow. I could not doubt, either, that he was there, because I was there, and that, however slight an appearance of danger there might be about us, danger was always near and active.
I put such questions to Mr. Wopsle as, When did the man come in? He could not tell me that; he saw me, and over my shoulder he saw the man. It was not until he had seen him for some time that he began to identify him; but he had from the first vaguely associated him with me, and known him as somehow belonging to me in the old village time. How was he dressed? Prosperously, but not noticeably otherwise; he thought, in black. Was his face at all disfigured? No, he believed not. I believed not too, for, although in my brooding state I had taken no especial notice of the people behind me, I thought it likely that a face at all disfigured would have attracted my attention.
When Mr. Wopsle had imparted to me all that he could recall or I extract, and when I had treated him to a little appropriate refreshment, after the fatigues of the evening, we parted. It was between twelve and one o'clock when I reached the Temple, and the gates were shut. No one was near me when I went in and went home.
Herbert had come in, and we held a very serious council by the fire. But there was nothing to be done, saving to communicate to Wemmick what I had that night found out, and to remind him that we waited for his hint. As I thought that I might compromise him if I went too often to the Castle, I made this communication by letter. I wrote it before I went to bed, and went out and posted it; and again no one was near me. Herbert and I agreed that we could do nothing else but be very cautious. And we were very cautious indeed,—more cautious than before, if that were possible,—and I for my part never went near Chinks's Basin, except when I rowed by, and then I only looked at Mill Pond Bank as I looked at anything else.