Shewonthegame,andIdealt。Imisdealt,aswasonlynatural,whenIknewshewaslyinginwaitformetodowrong;andshedenouncedmeforastupid,clumsylabouring-boy。
`Yousaynothingofher,'remarkedMissHavishamtome,asshelookedon。`Shesaysmanyhardthingsofyou,butyousaynothingofher。Whatdoyouthinkofher?'
`Idon'tliketosay,'Istammered。
`Tellmeinmyear,'saidMissHavisham,bendingdown。
`Ithinksheisveryproud,'Ireplied,inawhisper。
`Anythingelse?'
`Ithinksheisverypretty。'
`Anythingelse?'
`Ithinksheisveryinsulting。'Shewaslookingatmethenwithalookofsupremeaversion。
`Anythingelse?'
`IthinkIshouldliketogohome。'
`Andneverseeheragain,thoughsheissopretty?'
`IamnotsurethatIshouldn'tliketoseeheragain,butIshouldliketogohomenow。'
`Youshallgosoon,'saidMissHavisham,aloud。`Playthegameout。'
Savingfortheoneweirdsmileatfirst,IshouldhavefeltalmostsurethatMissHavisham'sfacecouldnotsmile。Ithaddroppedintoawatchfulandbroodingexpression-mostlikelywhenallthethingsaboutherhadbecometransfixed-anditlookedasifnothingcouldeverliftitupagain。
Herchesthaddropped,sothatshestooped;andhervoicehaddropped,sothatshespokelow,andwithadeadlulluponher;altogether,shehadtheappearanceofhavingdropped,bodyandsoul,withinandwithout,undertheweightofacrushingblow。
IplayedthegametoanendwithEstella,andshebeggaredme。Shethrewthecardsdownonthetablewhenshehadwonthemall,asifshedespisedthemforhavingbeenwonofme。
`WhenshallIhaveyouhereagain?'saidmissHavisham。`Letmethink。'
Iwasbeginningtoremindherthatto-daywasWednesday,whenshecheckedmewithherformerimpatientmovementofthefingersofherrighthand。
`There,there!Iknownothingofdaysoftheweek;Iknownothingofweeksoftheyear。Comeagainaftersixdays。Youhear?'
`Yes,ma'am。'
`Estella,takehimdown。Lethimhavesomethingtoeat,andlethimroamandlookabouthimwhileheeats。Go,Pip。'
Ifollowedthecandledown,asIhadfollowedthecandleup,andshestooditintheplacewherewehadfoundit。Untilsheopenedthesideentrance,Ihadfancied,withoutthinkingaboutit,thatitmustnecessarilybenight-time。Therushofthedaylightquiteconfoundedme,andmademefeelasifIhadbeeninthecandlelightofthestrangeroommanyhours。
`Youaretowaithere,youboy,'saidEstella;anddisappearedandclosedthedoor。
Itooktheopportunityofbeingaloneinthecourt-yard,tolookatmycoarsehandsandmycommonboots。Myopinionofthoseaccessorieswasnotfavourable。Theyhadnevertroubledmebefore,buttheytroubledmenow,asvulgarappendages。IdeterminedtoaskJoewhyhehadevertaughtmetocallthosepicture-cards,Jacks,whichoughttobecalledknaves。
IwishedJoehadbeenrathermoregenteellybroughtup,andthenIshouldhavebeensotoo。
Shecameback,withsomebreadandmeatandalittlemugofbeer。Sheputthemugdownonthestonesoftheyard,andgavemethebreadandmeatwithoutlookingatme,asinsolentlyasifIwereadogindisgrace。I
wassohumiliated,hurt,spurned,offended,angry,sorry-Icannothitupontherightnameforthesmart-Godknowswhatitsnamewas-thattearsstartedtomyeyes。Themomenttheysprangthere,thegirllookedatmewithaquickdelightinhavingbeenthecauseofthem。Thisgavemepowertokeepthembackandtolookather:so,shegaveacontemptuoustoss-butwithasense,Ithought,ofhavingmadetoosurethatIwassowounded-andleftme。
But,whenshewasgone,Ilookedaboutmeforaplacetohidemyfacein,andgotbehindoneofthegatesinthebrewery-lane,andleanedmysleeveagainstthewallthere,andleanedmyforeheadonitandcried。
AsIcried,Ikickedthewall,andtookahardtwistatmyhair;sobitterweremyfeelings,andsosharpwasthesmartwithoutaname,thatneededcounteraction。
Mysister'sbringinguphadmademesensitive。Inthelittleworldinwhichchildrenhavetheirexistencewhosoeverbringsthemup,thereisnothingsofinelyperceivedandsofinelyfelt,asinjustice。Itmaybeonlysmallinjusticethatthechildcanbeexposedto;butthechildissmall,anditsworldissmall,anditsrocking-horsestandsasmanyhandshigh,accordingtoscale,asabig-bonedIrishhunter。Withinmyself,I
hadsustained,frommybabyhood,aperpetualconflictwithinjustice。I
hadknown,fromthetimewhenIcouldspeak,thatmysister,inhercapriciousandviolentcoercion,wasunjusttome。Ihadcherishedaprofoundconvictionthatherbringingmeupbyhand,gavehernorighttobringmeupbyjerks。
Throughallmypunishments,disgraces,fastsandvigils,andotherpenitentialperformances,Ihadnursedthisassurance;andtomycommuningsomuchwithit,inasolitaryandunprotectedway,IingreatpartreferthefactthatIwasmorallytimidandverysensitive。
Igotridofmyinjuredfeelingsforthetime,bykickingthemintothebrewerywall,andtwistingthemoutofmyhair,andthenIsmoothedmyfacewithmysleeve,andcamefrombehindthegate。Thebreadandmeatwereacceptable,andthebeerwaswarmingandtingling,andIwassooninspiritstolookaboutme。
Tobesure,itwasadesertedplace,downtothepigeon-houseinthebrewery-yard,whichhadbeenblowncrookedonitspolebysomehighwind,andwouldhavemadethepigeonsthinkthemselvesatsea,iftherehadbeenanypigeonstheretoberockedbyit。But,therewerenopigeonsinthedove-cot,nohorsesinthestable,nopigsinthesty,nomaltinthestore-house,nosmellsofgrainsandbeerinthecopperorthevat。Alltheusesandscentsofthebrewerymighthaveevaporatedwithitslastreekofsmoke。
Inaby-yard,therewasawildernessofemptycasks,whichhadacertainsourremembranceofbetterdayslingeringaboutthem;butitwastoosourtobeacceptedasasampleofthebeerthatwasgone-andinthisrespectIrememberthosereclusesasbeinglikemostothers。
Behindthefurthestendofthebrewery,wasarankgardenwithanoldwall:notsohighbutthatIcouldstruggleupandholdonlongenoughtolookoverit,andseethattherankgardenwasthegardenofthehouse,andthatitwasovergrownwithtangledweeds,butthattherewasatrackuponthegreenandyellowpaths,asifsomeonesometimeswalkedthere,andthatEstellawaswalkingawayfrommeeventhen。Butsheseemedtobeeverywhere。For,whenIyieldedtothetemptationpresentedbythecasks,andbegantowalkonthem。Isawherwalkingonthemattheendoftheyardofcasks。Shehadherbacktowardsme,andheldherprettybrownhairspreadoutinhertwohands,andneverlookedround,andpassedoutofmyviewdirectly。So,inthebreweryitself-bywhichImeanthelargepavedloftyplaceinwhichtheyusedtomakethebeer,andwherethebrewingutensilsstillwere。WhenIfirstwentintoit,and,ratheroppressedbyitsgloom,stoodnearthedoorlookingaboutme,Isawherpassamongtheextinguishedfires,andascendsomelightironstairs,andgooutbyagalleryhighoverhead,asifsheweregoingoutintothesky。
Itwasinthisplace,andatthismoment,thatastrangethinghappenedtomyfancy。Ithoughtitastrangethingthen,andIthoughtitastrangerthinglongafterwards。Iturnedmyeyes-alittledimmedbylookingupatthefrostylight-towardsagreatwoodenbeaminalownookofthebuildingnearmeonmyrighthand,andIsawafigurehangingtherebytheneck。Afigureallinyellowwhite,withbutoneshoetothefeet;
andithungso,thatIcouldseethatthefadedtrimmingsofthedresswerelikeearthypaper,andthatthefacewasMissHavisham's,withamovementgoingoverthewholecountenanceasifsheweretryingtocalltome。Intheterrorofseeingthefigure,andintheterrorofbeingcertainthatithadnotbeenthereamomentbefore,Iatfirstranfromit,andthenrantowardsit。Andmyterrorwasgreatestofall,whenIfoundnofigurethere。
Nothinglessthanthefrostylightofthecheerfulsky,thesightofpeoplepassingbeyondthebarsofthecourt-yardgate,andtherevivinginfluenceoftherestofthebreadandmeatandbeer,wouldhavebroughtmeround。Evenwiththoseaids,ImightnothavecometomyselfassoonasIdid,butthatIsawEstellaapproachingwiththekeys,toletmeout。
Shewouldhavesomefairreasonforlookingdownuponme,Ithought,ifshesawmefrightened;andsheshouldhavenofairreason。
Shegavemeatriumphantglanceinpassingme,asifsherejoicedthatmyhandsweresocoarseandmybootsweresothick,andsheopenedthegate,andstoodholdingit。Iwaspassingoutwithoutlookingather,whenshetouchedmewithatauntinghand。
`Whydon'tyoucry?'
`BecauseIdon'twantto。'
`Youdo,'saidshe。`Youhavebeencryingtillyouarehalfblind,andyouarenearcryingagainnow。'
Shelaughedcontemptuously,pushedmeout,andlockedthegateuponme。IwentstraighttoMrPumblechook's,andwasimmenselyrelievedtofindhimnotathome。So,leavingwordwiththeshopmanonwhatdayIwaswantedatMissHavisham'sagain,Isetoffonthefour-milewalktoourforge;pondering,asIwentalong,onallIhadseen,anddeeplyrevolvingthatIwasacommonlabouring-boy;thatmyhandswerecoarse;thatmybootswerethick;thatIhadfallenintoadespicablehabitofcallingknavesJacks;thatIwasmuchmoreignorantthanIhadconsideredmyselflastnight,andgenerallythatIwasinalow-livedbadway。
Chapter9
WHENIreachedhome,mysisterwasverycurioustoknowallaboutMissHavisham's,andaskedanumberofquestions。AndIsoonfoundmyselfgettingheavilybumpedfrombehindinthenapeoftheneckandthesmalloftheback,andhavingmyfaceignominiouslyshovedagainstthekitchenwall,becauseIdidnotanswerthosequestionsatsufficientlength。
Ifadreadofnotbeingunderstoodbehiddeninthebreastsofotheryoungpeopletoanythingliketheextenttowhichitusedtobehiddeninmine-whichIconsiderprobable,asIhavenoparticularreasontosuspectmyselfofhavingbeenamonstrosity-itisthekeytomanyreservations。
IfeltconvincedthatifIdescribedMissHavisham'sasmyeyeshadseenit,Ishouldnotbeunderstood。Notonlythat,butIfeltconvincedthatMissHavishamtoowouldnotbeunderstood;andalthoughshewasperfectlyincomprehensibletome,IentertainedanimpressionthattherewouldbesomethingcoarseandtreacherousinmydraggingherasshereallywastosaynothingofMissEstellabeforethecontemplationofMrsJoe。Consequently,IsaidaslittleasIcould,andhadmyfaceshovedagainstthekitchenwall。
TheworstofitwasthatthatbullyingoldPumblechook,preyeduponbyadevouringcuriositytobeinformedofallIhadseenandheard,camegapingoverinhischaise-cartattea-time,tohavethedetailsdivulgedtohim。Andthemeresightofthetorment,withhisfishyeyesandmouthopen,hissandyhairinquisitivelyonend,andhiswaistcoatheavingwithwindyarithmetic,mademeviciousinmyreticence。
`Well,boy,'UnclePumblechookbegan,assoonashewasseatedinthechairofhonourbythefire。`Howdidyougetonuptown?'
Ianswered,`Prettywell,sir,'andmysistershookherfistatme。
`Prettywell?'Mr。Pumblechookrepeated。`Prettywellisnoanswer。
Telluswhatyoumeanbyprettywell,boy?'
Whitewashontheforeheadhardensthebrainintoastateofobstinacyperhaps。Anyhow,withwhitewashfromthewallonmyforehead,myobstinacywasadamantine。Ireflectedforsometime,andthenansweredasifIhaddiscoveredanewidea,`Imeanprettywell。'
Mysisterwithanexclamationofimpatiencewasgoingtoflyatme-
Ihadnoshadowofdefence,forJoewasbusyintheforgewhenMrPumblechookinterposedwith`No!Don'tloseyourtemper。Leavethisladtome,ma'am;
leavethisladtome。'MrPumblechookthenturnedmetowardshim,asifheweregoingtocutmyhair,andsaid:
`Firsttogetourthoughtsinorder:Forty-threepence?'
Icalculatedtheconsequencesofreplying`FourHundredPound,'andfindingthemagainstme,wentasneartheanswerasIcould-whichwassomewhereabouteightpenceoff。MrPumblechookthenputmethroughmypence-tablefrom`twelvepencemakeoneshilling,'upto`fortypencemakethreeandfourpence,'andthentriumphantlydemanded,asifhehaddoneforme,`Now!Howmuchisforty-threepence?'TowhichIreplied,afteralongintervalofreflection,`Idon'tknow。'AndIwassoaggravatedthatIalmostdoubtifIdidknow。
MrPumblechookworkedhisheadlikeascrewtoscrewitoutofme,andsaid,`Isforty-threepencesevenandsixpencethreefardens,forinstance?'
`Yes!'saidI。Andalthoughmysisterinstantlyboxedmyears,itwashighlygratifyingtometoseethattheanswerspoilthisjoke,andbroughthimtoadeadstop。
`Boy!WhatlikeisMissHavisham?'MrPumblechookbeganagainwhenhehadrecovered;foldinghisarmstightonhischestandapplyingthescrew。
`Verytallanddark,'Itoldhim。
`Isshe,uncle?'askedmysister。
MrPumblechookwinkedassent;fromwhichIatonceinferredthathehadneverseenMissHavisham,forshewasnothingofthekind。
`Good!'saidMrPumblechookconceitedly。`Thisisthewaytohavehim!
Wearebeginningtoholdourown,Ithink,Mum?'
`Iamsure,uncle,'returnedMrsJoe,`Iwishyouhadhimalways:youknowsowellhowtodealwithhim。'
`Now,boy!Whatwassheadoingof,whenyouwentintoday?'askedMrPumblechook。
`Shewassitting,'Ianswered,`inablackvelvetcoach。'
MrPumblechookandMrsJoestaredatoneanother-astheywellmight-andbothrepeated,`Inablackvelvetcoach?'
`Yes,'saidI。`AndMissEstella-that'sherniece,Ithink-handedherincakeandwineatthecoach-window,onagoldplate。Andweallhadcakeandwineongoldplates。AndIgotupbehindthecoachtoeatmine,becauseshetoldmeto。'
`Wasanybodyelsethere?'askedMrPumblechook。
`Fourdogs,'saidI。
`Largeorsmall?'
`Immense,'saidI。`Andtheyfoughtforvealcutletsoutofasilverbasket。'
MrPumblechookandMrsJoestaredatoneanotheragain,inutteramazement。
Iwasperfectlyfrantic-arecklesswitnessunderthetorture-andwouldhavetoldthemanything。
`Wherewasthiscoach,inthenameofgracious?'askedmysister。
`InMissHavisham'sroom。'Theystaredagain。`Butthereweren'tanyhorsestoit。'Iaddedthissavingclause,inthemomentofrejectingfourrichlycaparisonedcourserswhichIhadhadwildthoughtsofharnessing。
`Canthisbepossible,uncle?'askedMrsJoe。`Whatcantheboymean?'
`I'lltellyou,Mum,'saidMrPumblechook。`Myopinionis,it'sasedan-chair。
She'sflighty,youknow-veryflighty-quiteflightyenoughtopassherdaysinasedan-chair。'
`Didyoueverseeherinit,uncle?'askedMrsJoe。
`HowcouldI,'hereturned,forcedtotheadmission,`whenIneverseeherinmylife?Neverclappedeyesuponher!'
`Goodness,uncle!Andyetyouhavespokentoher?'
`Why,don'tyouknow,'saidMrPumblechook,testily,`thatwhenIhavebeenthere,Ihavebeentookuptotheoutsideofherdoor,andthedoorhasstoodajar,andshehasspoketomethatway。Don'tsayyoudon'tknowthat,Mum。Howsever,theboywenttheretoplay。Whatdidyouplayat,boy?'
`Weplayedwithflags,'Isaid。IbegtoobservethatIthinkofmyselfwithamazement,whenIrecalltheliesItoldonthisoccasion。
`Flags!'echoedmysister。
`Yes,'saidI。`Estellawavedablueflag,andIwavedaredone,andMissHavishamwavedonesprinkledalloverwithlittlegoldstars,outatthecoach-window。Andthenweallwavedourswordsandhurrahed。'
`Swords!'repeatedmysister。`Wheredidyougetswordsfrom?'
`Outofacupboard,'sandI。`AndIsawpistolsinit-andjam-andpills。Andtherewasnodaylightintheroom,butitwasalllightedupwithcandles。'
`That'strue,Mum,'saidMrPumblechook,withagravenod。`That'sthestateofthecase,forthatmuchI'veseenmyself。'Andthentheybothstaredatme,andI,withanobtrusiveshowofartlessnessonmycountenance,staredatthem,andplaitedtherightlegofmytrouserswithmyrighthand。
IftheyhadaskedmeanymorequestionsIshouldundoubtedlyhavebetrayedmyself,forIwaseventhenonthepointofmentioningthattherewasaballoonintheyard,andshouldhavehazardedthestatementbutformyinventionbeingdividedbetweenthatphenomenonandabearinthebrewery。
Theyweresomuchoccupied,however,indiscussingthemarvelsIhadalreadypresentedfortheirconsideration,thatIescaped。ThesubjectstillheldthemwhenJoecameinfromhisworktohaveacupoftea。Towhommysister,moreforthereliefofherownmindthanforthegratificationofhis,relatedmypretendedexperiences。
Now,whenIsawJoeopenhisblueeyesandrollthemallroundthekitcheninhelplessamazement,Iwasovertakenbypenitence;butonlyasregardedhim-notintheleastasregardedtheothertwo。TowardsJoe,andJoeonly,Iconsideredmyselfayoungmonster,whiletheysatdebatingwhatresultswouldcometomefromMissHavisham'sacquaintanceandfavour。
TheyhadnodoubtthatMissHavishamwould`dosomething'forme;theirdoubtsrelatedtotheformthatsomethingwouldtake。Mysisterstoodoutfor`property。'MrPumblechookwasinfavourofahandsomepremiumforbindingmeapprenticetosomegenteeltrade-say,thecornandseedtrade,forinstance。Joefellintothedeepestdisgracewithboth,forofferingthebrightsuggestionthatImightonlybepresentedwithoneofthedogswhohadfoughtfortheveal-cutlets。`Ifafool'sheadcan'texpressbetteropinionsthanthat,'saidmysister,`andyouhavegotanyworktodo,youhadbettergoanddoit。'Sohewent。
AfterMrPumblechookhaddrivenoff,andwhenmysisterwaswashingup,IstoleintotheforgetoJoe,andremainedbyhimuntilhehaddoneforthenight。ThenIsaid,`Beforethefiregoesout,Joe,Ishouldliketotellyousomething。'
`Shouldyou,Pip?'saidJoe,drawinghisshoeing-stoolneartheforge。
`Thentellus。Whatisit,Pip?'
`Joe,'saidI,takingholdofhisrolled-upshirtsleeve,andtwistingitbetweenmyfingerandthumb,`yourememberallthataboutMissHavisham's?'
`Remember?'saidJoe。`Ibelieveyou!Wonderful!'
`It'saterriblething,Joe;itain'ttrue。'
`Whatareyoutellingof,Pip?'criedJoe,fallingbackinthegreatestamazement。`Youdon'tmeantosayit's——'
`YesIdo;it'slies,Joe。'
`Butnotallofit?Whysureyoudon'tmeantosay,Pip,thattherewasnoblackwelwetco-eh?'For,Istoodshakingmyhead。`Butatleasttherewasdogs,Pip?Come,Pip,'saidJoe,persuasively,`iftherewarn'tnoweal-cutlets,atleasttherewasdogs?'
`No,Joe。'
`Adog?'saidJoe。`Apuppy?Come?'
`No,Joe,therewasnothingatallofthekind。'
AsIfixedmyeyeshopelesslyonJoe,Joecontemplatedmeindismay。
`Pip,oldchap!Thiswon'tdo,oldfellow!Isay!Wheredoyouexpecttogoto?'
`It'sterrible,Joe;an'tit?'
`Terrible?'criedJoe。`Awful!Whatpossessedyou?'
`Idon'tknowwhatpossessedme,Joe,'Ireplied,lettinghisshirtsleevego,andsittingdownintheashesathisfeet,hangingmyhead;
`butIwishyouhadn'ttaughtmetocallKnavesatcards,Jacks;andI
wishmybootsweren'tsothicknotmyhandssocoarse。'
AndthenItoldJoethatIfeltverymiserable,andthatIhadn'tbeenabletoexplainmyselftoMrsJoeandPumblechookwhoweresorudetome,andthattherehadbeenabeautifulyoungladyatMissHavisham'swhowasdreadfullyproud,andthatshehadsaidIwascommon,andthatIknewI
wascommon,andthatIwishedIwasnotcommon,andthatthelieshadcomeofitsomehow,thoughIdidn'tknowhow。
Thiswasacaseofmetaphysics,atleastasdifficultforJoetodealwith,asforme。ButJoetookthecasealtogetheroutoftheregionofmetaphysics,andbythatmeansvanquishedit。
`There'sonethingyoumaybesureof,Pip,'saidJoe,aftersomerumination,`namely,thatliesislies。Howsevertheycome,theydidn'toughttocome,andtheycomefromthefatheroflies,andworkroundtothesame。Don'tyoutellnomoreof'em,Pip。Thatain'tthewaytogetoutofbeingcommon,oldchap。Andastobeingcommon,Idon'tmakeitoutatallclear。
Youareoncommoninsomethings。You'reoncommonsmall。Likewiseyou'reaoncommonscholar。'
`No,Iamignorantandbackward,Joe。'
`Why,seewhataletteryouwrotelastnight!Wroteinprinteven!I'veseenletters-Ah!andfromgentlefolks!-thatI'llswearweren'twroteinprint,'saidJoe。
`Ihavelearntnexttonothing,Joe。Youthinkmuchofme。It'sonlythat。'
`Well,Pip,'saidJoe,`beitsoorbeitson't,youmustbeacommonscholaraforeyoucanbeaoncommonone,Ishouldhope!Thekinguponhisthrone,withhiscrownuponhis'ed,can'tsitandwritehisactsofParliamentinprint,withouthavingbegun,whenhewereaunpromotedPrince,withthealphabet-Ah!'addedJoe,withashakeoftheheadthatwasfullofmeaning,`andbegunatAtoo,andworkedhiswaytoZ。AndIknowwhatthatistodo,thoughIcan'tsayI'veexactlydoneit。'
Therewassomehopeinthispieceofwisdom,anditratherencouragedme。
`Whethercommononesastocallingsandearnings,'pursuedJoe,reflectively,`mightn'tbethebetterofcontinuingforakeepcompanywithcommonones,insteadofgoingouttoplaywithoncommonones-whichremindsmetohopethattherewereaflag,perhaps?'
`No,Joe。'
`I'msorrythereweren'taflag,Pip。Whetherthatmightbe,ormightn'tbe,isathingascan'tbelookedintonow,withoutputtingyoursisterontheRampage;andthat'sathingnottobethoughtof,asbeingdoneintentional。Lookeehere,Pip,atwhatissaidtoyoubyatruefriend。
Whichthistoyouthetruefriendsay。Ifyoucan'tgettobeoncommonthroughgoingstraight,you'llnevergettodoitthroughgoingcrooked。
Sodon'ttellnomoreon'em,Pip,andlivewellanddiehappy。'
`Youarenotangrywithme,Joe?'
`No,oldchap。ButbearinginmindthatthemwerewhichImeantersayofastunningandoutdacioussort-alludingtothemwhichborderedonweal-cutletsanddog-fighting-asincerewellwisherwouldadwise,Pip,theirbeingdroppedintoyourmeditations,whenyougoup-stairstobed。
That'sall,oldchap,anddon'tneverdoitnomore。'
WhenIgotuptomylittleroomandsaidmyprayers,IdidnotforgetJoe'srecommendation,andyetmyyoungmindwasinthatdisturbedandunthankfulstate,thatIthoughtlongafterIlaidmedown,howcommonEstellawouldconsiderJoe,amereblacksmith:howthickhisboots,andhowcoarsehishands。IthoughthowJoeandmysisterwerethensittinginthekitchen,andhowIhadcomeuptobedfromthekitchen,andhowMissHavishamandEstellaneversatinakitchen,butwerefarabovethelevelofsuchcommondoings。IfellasleeprecallingwhatI`usedtodo'whenIwasatMissHavisham's;asthoughIhadbeenthereweeksormonths,insteadofhours;
andasthoughitwerequiteanoldsubjectofremembrance,insteadofonethathadarisenonlythatday。
Thatwasamemorabledaytome,foritmadegreatchangesinme。But,itisthesamewithanylife。Imagineoneselecteddaystruckoutofit,andthinkhowdifferentitscoursewouldhavebeen。Pauseyouwhoreadthis,andthinkforamomentofthelongchainofironorgold,ofthornsorflowers,thatwouldneverhaveboundyou,butfortheformationofthefirstlinkononememorableday。
Chapter10
THEfelicitousideaoccurredtomeamorningortwolaterwhenIwoke,thatthebeststepIcouldtaketowardsmakingmyselfuncommonwastogetoutofBiddyeverythingsheknew。InpursuanceofthisluminousconceptionImentionedtoBiddywhenIwenttoMrWopsle'sgreat-aunt'satnight,thatIhadaparticularreasonforwishingtogetoninlife,andthatIshouldfeelverymuchobligedtoherifshewouldimpartallherlearningtome。Biddy,whowasthemostobligingofgirls,immediatelysaidshewould,andindeedbegantocarryoutherpromisewithinfiveminutes。
TheEducationalschemeorCourseestablishedbyMrWopsle'sgreat-auntmayberesolvedintothefollowingsynopsis。Thepupilsateapplesandputstrawsdownoneanother'sbacks,untilMrWopsle'sgreat-auntcollectedherenergies,andmadeanindiscriminatetotteratthemwithabirch-rod。
Afterreceivingthechargewitheverymarkofderision,thepupilsformedinlineandbuzzinglypassedaraggedbookfromhandtohand。Thebookhadanalphabetinit,somefiguresandtables,andalittlespelling-
thatistosay,ithadhadonce。Assoonasthisvolumebegantocirculate,MrWopsle'sgreat-auntfellintoastateofcoma;arisingeitherfromsleeporarheumaticparoxysm。ThepupilsthenenteredamongthemselvesuponacompetitiveexaminationonthesubjectofBoots,withtheviewofascertainingwhocouldtreadthehardestuponwhosetoes。ThismentalexerciselasteduntilBiddymadearushatthemanddistributedthreedefacedBiblesshapedasiftheyhadbeenunskilfullycutoffthechump-endofsomething,moreillegiblyprintedatthebestthananycuriositiesofliteratureIhavesincemetwith,speckledalloverwithironmould,andhavingvariousspecimensoftheinsectworldsmashedbetweentheirleaves。ThispartoftheCoursewasusuallylightenedbyseveralsinglecombatsbetweenBiddyandrefractorystudents。Whenthefightswereover,Biddygaveoutthenumberofapage,andthenweallreadaloudwhatwecould-orwhatwecouldn't-inafrightfulchorus;Biddyleadingwithahighshrillmonotonousvoice,andnoneofushavingtheleastnotionof,orreverencefor,whatwewerereadingabout。
Whenthishorribledinhadlastedacertaintime,itmechanicallyawokeMrWopsle'sgreat-aunt,whostaggeredataboyfortuitously,andpulledhisears。ThiswasunderstoodtoterminatetheCoursefortheevening,andweemergedintotheairwithshrieksofintellectualvictory。Itisfairtoremarkthattherewasnoprohibitionagainstanypupil'sentertaininghimselfwithaslateorevenwiththeinkwhentherewasany,butthatitwasnoteasytopursuethatbranchofstudyinthewinterseason,onaccountofthelittlegeneralshopinwhichtheclasseswereholden-andwhichwasalsoMrWopsle'sgreat-aunt'ssitting-roomandbed-chamber-
beingbutfaintlyilluminatedthroughtheagencyofonelow-spiriteddip-candleandnosnuffers。
Itappearedtomethatitwouldtaketime,tobecomeuncommonunderthesecircumstances:nevertheless,Iresolvedtotryit,andthatveryeveningBiddyenteredonourspecialagreement,byimpartingsomeinformationfromherlittlecatalogueofPrices,undertheheadofmoistsugar,andlendingme,tocopyathome,alargeoldEnglishDwhichshehadimitatedfromtheheadingofsomenewspaper,andwhichIsupposed,untilshetoldmewhatitwas,tobeadesignforabuckle。
Ofcoursetherewasapublic-houseinthevillage,andofcourseJoelikedsometimestosmokehispipethere。IhadreceivedstrictordersfrommysistertocallforhimattheThreeJollyBargemen,thatevening,onmywayfromschool,andbringhimhomeatmyperil。TotheThreeJollyBargemen,therefore,Idirectedmysteps。
TherewasabarattheJollyBargemen,withsomealarminglylongchalkscoresinitonthewallatthesideofthedoor,whichseemedtometobeneverpaidoff。TheyhadbeenthereeversinceIcouldremember,andhadgrownmorethanIhad。Buttherewasaquantityofchalkaboutourcountry,andperhapsthepeopleneglectednoopportunityofturningittoaccount。
ItbeingSaturdaynight,Ifoundthelandlordlookingrathergrimlyattheserecords,butasmybusinesswaswithJoeandnotwithhim,Imerelywishedhimgoodevening,andpassedintothecommonroomattheendofthepassage,wheretherewasabrightlargekitchenfire,andwhereJoewassmokinghispipeincompanywithMrWopsleandastranger。Joegreetedmeasusualwith`Halloa,Pip,oldchap!'andthemomenthesaidthat,thestrangerturnedhisheadandlookedatme。
Hewasasecret-lookingmanwhomIhadneverseenbefore。Hisheadwasallononeside,andoneofhiseyeswashalfshutup,asifheweretakingaimatsomethingwithaninvisiblegun。Hehadapipeinhismouth,andhetookitout,and,afterslowlyblowingallhissmokeawayandlookinghardatmeallthetime,nodded。So,Inodded,andthenhenoddedagain,andmaderoomonthesettlebesidehimthatImightsitdownthere。
But,asIwasusedtositbesideJoewheneverIenteredthatplaceofresort,Isaid`No,thankyou,sir,'andfellintothespaceJoemadeformeontheoppositesettle。Thestrangeman,afterglancingatJoe,andseeingthathisattentionwasotherwiseengaged,noddedtomeagainwhenIhadtakenmyseat,andthenrubbedhisleg-inaveryoddway,asitstruckme。
`Youwassaying,'saidthestrangeman,turningtoJoe,`thatyouwasablacksmith。'
`Yes。Isaidit,youknow,'saidJoe。
`What'llyoudrink,Mr-?Youdidn'tmentionyourname,by-the-bye。'
Joementioneditnow,andthestrangemancalledhimbyit。`What'llyoudrink,MrGargery?Atmyexpense?Totopupwith?'
`Well,'saidJoe,`totellyouthetruth,Iain'tmuchinthehabitofdrinkingatanybody'sexpensebutmyown。'
`Habit?No,'returnedthestranger,`butonceandaway,andonaSaturdaynighttoo。Come!Putanametoit,MrGargery。'
`Iwouldn'twishtobestiffcompany,'saidJoe。`Rum。'
`Rum,'repeatedthestranger。`Andwilltheothergentlemanoriginateasentiment。'
`Rum,'saidMrWopsle。
`ThreeRums!'criedthestranger,callingtothelandlord。`Glassesround!'
`Thisothergentleman,'observedJoe,bywayofintroducingMrWopsle,`isagentlemanthatyouwouldliketoheargiveitout。Ourclerkatchurch。'
`Aha!'saidthestranger,quickly,andcockinghiseyeatme。`Thelonelychurch,rightoutonthemarshes,withgravesroundit!'
`That'sit,'saidJoe。
Thestranger,withacomfortablekindofgruntoverhispipe,puthislegsuponthesettlethathehadtohimself。Heworeaflappingbroad-brimmedtraveller'shat,andunderitahandkerchieftiedoverhisheadinthemannerofacap:sothatheshowednohair。Ashelookedatthefire,I
thoughtIsawacunningexpression,followedbyahalf-laugh,comeintohisface。
`Iamnotacquaintedwiththiscountry,gentlemen,butitseemsasolitarycountrytowardstheriver。'
`Mostmarshesissolitary,'saidJoe。
`Nodoubt,nodoubt。Doyoufindanygipsies,now,ortramps,orvagrantsofanysort,outthere?'
`No,'saidJoe;`nonebutarunawayconvictnowandthen。Andwedon'tfindthem,easy。Eh,MrWopsle?'
MrWopsle,withamajesticremembranceofolddiscomfiture,assented;
butnotwarmly。
`Seemsyouhavebeenoutaftersuch?'askedthestranger。
`Once,'returnedJoe。`Notthatwewantedtotakethem,youunderstand;
wewentoutaslookerson;me,andMrWopsle,andPip。Didn'tus,Pip?'
`Yes,Joe。'
Thestrangerlookedatmeagain-stillcockinghiseye,asifhewereexpresslytakingaimatmewithhisinvisiblegun-andsaid,`He'salikelyyoungparcelofbonesthat。Whatisityoucallhim?'
`Pip,'saidJoe。
`ChristenedPip?'
`No,notchristenedPip。'
`SurnamePip?'
`No,'saidJoe,`it'sakindoffamilynamewhathegavehimselfwhenainfant,andiscalledby。'
`Sonofyours?'
`Well,'saidJoe,meditatively-not,ofcourse,thatitcouldbeinanywisenecessarytoconsideraboutit,butbecauseitwasthewayattheJollyBargementoseemtoconsiderdeeplyabouteverythingthatwasdiscussedoverpipes;`well-no。No,heain't。'
`Nevvy?'saidthestrangeman。
`Well,'saidJoe,withthesameappearanceofprofoundcogitation,`heisnot-no,nottodeceiveyou,heisnot-mynevvy。'
`WhattheBlueBlazesishe?'askedthestranger。Whichappearedtometobeaninquiryofunnecessarystrength。
Mr。Wopslestruckinuponthat;asonewhoknewallaboutrelationships,havingprofessionaloccasiontobearinmindwhatfemalerelationsamanmightnotmarry;andexpoundedthetiesbetweenmeandJoe。Havinghishandin,MrWopslefinishedoffwithamostterrificallysnarlingpassagefromRichardtheThird,andseemedtothinkhehaddonequiteenoughtoaccountforitwhenheadded,-`asthepoetsays。'
AndhereImayremarkthatwhenMrWopslereferredtome,heconsidereditanecessarypartofsuchreferencetorumplemyhairandpokeitintomyeyes。Icannotconceivewhyeverybodyofhisstandingwhovisitedatourhouseshouldalwayshaveputmethroughthesameinflammatoryprocessundersimilarcircumstances。YetIdonotcalltomindthatIwaseverinmyearlieryouththesubjectofremarkinoursocialfamilycircle,butsomelarge-handedpersontooksomesuchophthalmicstepstopatronizeme。
Allthiswhile,thestrangemanlookedatnobodybutme,andlookedatmeasifheweredeterminedtohaveashotatmeatlast,andbringmedown。ButhesaidnothingafterofferinghisBlueBlazesobservation,untiltheglassesofrum-and-waterwerebrought;andthenhemadehisshot,andamostextraordinaryshotitwas。
Itwasnotaverbalremark,butaproceedingindumpshow,andwaspointedlyaddressedtome。Hestirredhisrum-and-waterpointedlyatme,andhetastedhisrum-and-waterpointedlyatme。Andhestirreditandhetastedit:
notwithaspoonthatwasbroughttohim,butwithafile。
HedidthissothatnobodybutIsawthefile;andwhenhehaddoneithewipedthefileandputitinabreast-pocket。IknewittobeJoe'sfile,andIknewthatheknewmyconvict,themomentIsawtheinstrument。
Isatgazingathim,spell-bound。Buthenowreclinedonhissettle,takingverylittlenoticeofme,andtalkingprincipallyaboutturnips。
Therewasadelicioussenseofcleaning-upandmakingaquietpausebeforegoingoninlifeafresh,inourvillageonSaturdaynights,whichstimulatedJoetodaretostayouthalfanhourlongeronSaturdaysthanatothertimes。Thehalfhourandtherum-and-waterrunningouttogether,Joegotuptogo,andtookmebythehand。
`Stophalfamoment,MrGargery,'saidthestrangeman。`IthinkI'vegotabrightnewshillingsomewhereinmypocket,andifIhave,theboyshallhaveit。'
Helookeditoutfromahandfulofsmallchange,foldeditinsomecrumpledpaper,andgaveittome。`Yours!'saidhe。`Mind!Yourown。'
Ithankedhim,staringathimfarbeyondtheboundsofgoodmanners,andholdingtighttoJoe。HegaveJoegood-night,andhegaveMrWopslegood-nightwhowentoutwithus,andhegavemeonlyalookwithhisaimingeye-no,notalook,forheshutitup,butwondersmaybedonewithaneyebyhidingit。
Onthewayhome,ifIhadbeeninahumourfortalking,thetalkmusthavebeenallonmyside,forMrWopslepartedfromusatthedooroftheJollyBargemen,andJoewentallthewayhomewithhismouthwideopen,torinsetherumoutwithasmuchairaspossible。ButIwasinamannerstupefiedbythisturningupofmyoldmisdeedandoldacquaintance,andcouldthinkofnothingelse。
Mysisterwasnotinaverybadtemperwhenwepresentedourselvesinthekitchen,andJoewasencouragedbythatunusualcircumstancetotellheraboutthebrightshilling。`Abadun,I'llbebound,'saidMrsJoetriumphantly,`orhewouldn'thavegivenittotheboy!Let'slookatit。'
Itookitoutofthepaper,anditprovedtobeagoodone。`Butwhat'sthis?'saidMrsJoe,throwingdowntheshillingandcatchingupthepaper。
`TwoOne-Poundnotes?'
Nothinglessthantwofatswelteringone-poundnotesthatseemedtohavebeenontermsofthewarmestintimacywithallthecattlemarketsinthecounty。Joecaughtuphishatagain,andranwiththemtotheJollyBargementorestorethemtotheirowner。Whilehewasgone,Isatdownonmyusualstoolandlookedvacantlyatmysister,feelingprettysurethatthemanwouldnotbethere。
Presently,Joecameback,sayingthatthemanwasgone,butthathe,Joe,hadleftwordattheThreeJollyBargemenconcerningthenotes。Thenmysistersealedthemupinapieceofpaper,andputthemundersomedriedrose-leavesinanornamentaltea-potonthetopofapressinthestateparlour。Theretheyremained,anightmaretome,manyandmanyanightandday。
IhadsadlybrokensleepwhenIgottobed,throughthinkingofthestrangemantakingaimatmewithhisinvisiblegun,andoftheguiltilycoarseandcommonthingitwas,tobeonsecrettermsofconspiracywithconvicts-afeatureinmylowcareerthatIhadpreviouslyforgotten。
Iwashauntedbythefiletoo。AdreadpossessedmethatwhenIleastexpectedit,thefilewouldreappear。IcoaxedmyselftosleepbythinkingofMissHavisham's,nextWednesday;andinmysleepIsawthefilecomingatmeoutofadoor,withoutseeingwhoheldit,andIscreamedmyselfawake。
Chapter11
ATtheappointedtimeIreturnedtoMissHavisham's,andmyhesitatingringatthegatebroughtoutEstella。Shelockeditafteradmittingme,asshehaddonebefore,andagainprecededmeintothedarkpassagewherehercandlestood。Shetooknonoticeofmeuntilshehadthecandleinherhand,whenshelookedoverhershoulder,superciliouslysaying,`Youaretocomethiswaytoday,'andtookmetoquiteanotherpartofthehouse。
Thepassagewasalongone,andseemedtopervadethewholesquarebasementoftheManorHouse。Wetraversedbutonesideofthesquare,however,andattheendofitshestopped,andputhercandledownandopenedadoor。
Here,thedaylightreappeared,andIfoundmyselfinasmallpavedcourt-yard,theoppositesideofwhichwasformedbyadetacheddwelling-house,thatlookedasifithadoncebelongedtothemanagerorheadclerkoftheextinctbrewery。Therewasaclockintheouterwallofthishouse。LiketheclockinMissHavisham'sroom,andlikeMissHavisham'swatch,ithadstoppedattwentyminutestonine。
Wewentinatthedoor,whichstoodopen,andintoagloomyroomwithalowceiling,onthegroundfloorattheback。Therewassomecompanyintheroom,andEstellasaidtomeasshejoinedit,`Youaretogoandstandthere,boy,tillyouarewanted。'`There',beingthewindow,Icrossedtoit,andstood`there,'inaveryuncomfortablestateofmind,lookingout。
Itopenedtotheground,andlookedintoamostmiserablecorneroftheneglectedgarden,uponarankruinofcabbage-stalks,andoneboxtreethathadbeenclippedroundlongago,likeapudding,andhadanewgrowthatthetopofit,outofshapeandofadifferentcolour,asifthatpartofthepuddinghadstucktothesaucepanandgotburnt。Thiswasmyhomelythought,asIcontemplatedthebox-tree。Therehadbeensomelightsnow,overnight,anditlaynowhereelsetomyknowledge;but,ithadnotquitemeltedfromthecoldshadowofthisbitofgarden,andthewindcaughtitupinlittleeddiesandthrewitatthewindow,asifitpeltedmeforcomingthere。
Idivinedthatmycominghadstoppedconversationintheroom,andthatitsotheroccupantswerelookingatme。Icouldseenothingoftheroomexcepttheshiningofthefireinthewindowglass,butIstiffenedinallmyjointswiththeconsciousnessthatIwasundercloseinspection。
Therewerethreeladiesintheroomandonegentleman。BeforeIhadbeenstandingatthewindowfiveminutes,theysomehowconveyedtomethattheywerealltoadiesandhumbugs,butthateachofthempretendednottoknowthattheothersweretoadiesandhumbugs:becausetheadmissionthatheorshedidknowit,wouldhavemadehimorherouttobeatoadyandhumbug。
Theyallhadalistlessanddrearyairofwaitingsomebody'spleasure,andthemosttalkativeoftheladieshadtospeakquiterigidlytorepressayawn。Thislady,whosenamewasCamilla,verymuchremindedmeofmysister,withthedifferencethatshewasolder,andasIfoundwhenI
caughtsightofherofabluntercastoffeatures。Indeed,whenIknewherbetterIbegantothinkitwasaMercyshehadanyfeaturesatall,soveryblankandhighwasthedeadwallofherface。
`Poordearsoul!'saidthislady,withanabruptnessofmannerquitemysister's。`Nobody'senemybuthisown!'
`Itwouldbemuchmorecommendabletobesomebodyelse'senemy,'saidthegentleman;`farmorenatural。'
`CousinRaymond,'observedanotherlady,`wearetoloveourneighbour。'
`SarahPocket,'returnedCousinRaymond,`ifamanisnothisownneighbour,whois?'
MissPocketlaughed,andCamillalaughedandsaidcheckingayawn,`Theidea!'ButIthoughttheyseemedtothinkitratheragoodideatoo。
Theotherlady,whohadnotspokenyet,saidgravelyandemphatically,`Verytrue!'
`Poorsoul!'CamillapresentlywentonIknewtheyhadallbeenlookingatmeinthemeantime,`heissoverystrange!WouldanyonebelievethatwhenTom'swifedied,heactuallycouldnotbeinducedtoseetheimportanceofthechildren'shavingthedeepestoftrimmingstotheirmourning?"GoodLord!"sayshe,"Camilla,whatcanitsignifysolongasthepoorbereavedlittlethingsareinblack?"SolikeMatthew!Theidea!'
`Goodpointsinhim,goodpointsinhim,'saidCousinRaymond;`HeavenforbidIshoulddenygoodpointsinhim;butheneverhad,andheneverwillhave,anysenseoftheproprieties。'
`YouknowIwasobliged,'saidCamilla,`Iwasobligedtobefirm。I
said,"ItWILLNOTDO,forthecreditofthefamily。"Itoldhimthat,withoutdeeptrimmings,thefamilywasdisgraced。Icriedaboutitfrombreakfasttilldinner。Iinjuredmydigestion。Andatlastheflungoutinhisviolentway,andsaid,withaD,"Thendoasyoulike。"ThankGoodnessitwillalwaysbeaconsolationtometoknowthatIinstantlywentoutinapouringrainandboughtthethings。'
`Hepaidforthem,didhenot?'askedEstella。
`It'snotthequestion,mydearchild,whopaidforthem,'returnedCamilla。`Iboughtthem。AndIshalloftenthinkofthatwithpeace,whenIwakeupinthenight。'
Theringingofadistantbell,combinedwiththeechoingofsomecryorcallalongthepassagebywhichIhadcome,interruptedtheconversationandcausedEstellatosaytome,`Now,boy!'Onmyturninground,theyalllookedatmewiththeutmostcontempt,and,asIwentout,IheardSarahPocketsay,`WellIamsure!Whatnext!'andCamillaadd,withindignation,`Wasthereeversuchafancy!Thei-de-a!'
Asweweregoingwithourcandlealongthedarkpassage,Estellastoppedallofasudden,and,facinground,saidinhertauntingmannerwithherfacequiteclosetomine:
`Well?'
`Well,miss?'Ianswered,almostfallingoverherandcheckingmyself。
Shestoodlookingatme,and,ofcourse,Istoodlookingather。
`AmIpretty?'
`Yes;Ithinkyouareverypretty。'
`AmIinsulting?'
`Notsomuchsoasyouwerelasttime,'saidI。
`Notsomuchso?'
`No。'
Shefiredwhensheaskedthelastquestion,andsheslappedmyfacewithsuchforceasshehad,whenIansweredit。
`Now?'saidshe。`Youlittlecoarsemonster,whatdoyouthinkofmenow?'
`Ishallnottellyou。'
`Becauseyouaregoingtotell,up-stairs。Itthatit?'
`No,'saidI,`that'snotit。'
`Whydon'tyoucryagain,youlittlewretch?'
`BecauseI'llnevercryforyouagain,'saidI。Whichwas,Isuppose,asfalseadeclarationaseverwasmade;forIwasinwardlycryingforherthen,andIknowwhatIknowofthepainshecostmeafterwards。
Wewentonourwayup-stairsafterthisepisode;and,asweweregoingup,wemetagentlemangropinghiswaydown。
`Whomhavewehere?'askedthegentleman,stoppingandlookingatme。
`Aboy,'saidEstella。
Hewasaburlymanofanexceedinglydarkcomplexion,withanexceedinglylargeheadandacorrespondinglargehand。Hetookmychininhislargehandandturnedupmyfacetohavealookatmebythelightofthecandle。
Hewasprematurelybaldonthetopofhishead,andhadbushyblackeyebrowsthatwouldn'tliedownbutstoodupbristling。Hiseyesweresetverydeepinhishead,andweredisagreeablysharpandsuspicious。Hehadalargewatchchain,andstrongblackdotswherehisbeardandwhiskerswouldhavebeenifhehadletthem。Hewasnothingtome,andIcouldhavehadnoforesightthen,thatheeverwouldbeanythingtome,butithappenedthatIhadthisopportunityofobservinghimwell。
`Boyoftheneighbourhood?Hey?'saidhe。
`Yes,sir,'saidI。
`Howdoyoucomehere?'
`MissHavishamsentforme,sir,'Iexplained。
`Well!Behaveyourself。Ihaveaprettylargeexperienceofboys,andyou'reabadsetoffellows。Nowmind!'saidhe,bitingthesideofhisgreatforefingerashefrownedatme,`youbehaveyourself!'
Withthosewords,hereleasedme-whichIwasgladof,forhishandsmeltofscentedsoap-andwenthiswaydown-stairs。Iwonderedwhetherhecouldbeadoctor;butno,Ithought;hecouldn'tbeadoctor,orhewouldhaveaquieterandmorepersuasivemanner。Therewasnotmuchtimetoconsiderthesubject,forweweresooninMissHavisham'sroom,wheresheandeverythingelsewerejustasIhadleftthem。Estellaleftmestandingnearthedoor,andIstoodthereuntilMissHavishamcasthereyesuponmefromthedressing-table。
`So!'shesaid,withoutbeingstartledorsurprised;`thedayshavewornaway,havethey?'
`Yes,ma'am。To-dayis——'
`There,there,there!'withtheimpatientmovementofherfingers。`I
don'twanttoknow。Areyoureadytoplay?'
Iwasobligedtoanswerinsomeconfusion,`Idon'tthinkIam,ma'am。'
`Notatcardsagain?'shedemanded,withasearchinglook。
`Yes,ma'am;Icoulddothat,ifIwaswanted。'
`Sincethishousestrikesyouoldandgrave,boy,'saidMissHavisham,impatiently,`andyouareunwillingtoplay,areyouwillingtowork?'
IcouldanswerthisinquirywithabetterheartthanIhadbeenabletofindfortheotherquestion,andIsaidIwasquitewilling。
`Thengointothatoppositeroom,'saidshe,pointingatthedoorbehindmewithherwitheredhand,`andwaittheretillIcome。'
Icrossedthestaircaselanding,andenteredtheroomsheindicated。
Fromthatroom,too,thedaylightwascompletelyexcluded,andithadanairlesssmellthatwasoppressive。Afirehadbeenlatelykindledinthedampold-fashionedgrate,anditwasmoredisposedtogooutthantoburnup,andthereluctantsmokewhichhungintheroomseemedcolderthantheclearerair-likeourownmarshmist。Certainwintrybranchesofcandlesonthehighchimneypiecefaintlylightedthechamber:or,itwouldbemoreexpressivetosay,faintlytroubleditsdarkness。Itwasspacious,andIdaresayhadoncebeenhandsome,buteverydiscerniblethinginitwascoveredwithdustandmould,anddroppingtopieces。Themostprominentobjectwasalongtablewithatableclothspreadonit,asifafeasthadbeeninpreparationwhenthehouseandtheclocksallstoppedtogether。
Ané;pergneorcentrepieceofsomekindwasinthemiddleofthiscloth;itwassoheavilyoverhungwithcobwebsthatitsformwasquiteundistinguishable;and,asIlookedalongtheyellowexpanseoutofwhichIrememberitsseemingtogrow,likeablackfungus,Isawspeckled-leggedspiderswithblotchybodiesrunninghometoit,andrunningoutfromit,asifsomecircumstancesofthegreatestpublicimportancehadjusttranspiredinthespidercommunity。
Iheardthemicetoo,rattlingbehindthepanels,asifthesameoccurrencewereimportanttotheirinterests。But,theblackbeetlestooknonoticeoftheagitation,andgropedaboutthehearthinaponderouselderlyway,asiftheywereshort-sightedandhardofhearing,andnotontermswithoneanother。
ThesecrawlingthingshadfascinatedmyattentionandIwaswatchingthemfromadistance,whenMissHavishamlaidahanduponmyshoulder。
Inherotherhandshehadacrutch-headedstickonwhichsheleaned,andshelookedliketheWitchoftheplace。
`This,'saidshe,pointingtothelongtablewithherstick,`iswhereIwillbelaidwhenIamdead。Theyshallcomeandlookatmehere。'
Withsomevaguemisgivingthatshemightgetuponthetablethenandthereanddieatonce,thecompleterealizationoftheghastlywaxworkattheFair,Ishrankunderhertouch。
`Whatdoyouthinkthatis?'sheaskedme,againpointingwithherstick;
`that,wherethosecobwebsare?'
`Ican'tguesswhatitis,ma'am。'
`It'sagreatcake。Abride-cake。Mine!'
Shelookedallroundtheroominaglaringmanner,andthensaid,leaningonmewhileherhandtwitchedmyshoulder,`Come,come,come!Walkme,walkme!'
Imadeoutfromthis,thattheworkIhadtodo,wastowalkMissHavishamroundandroundtheroom。Accordingly,Istatedatonce,andsheleaneduponmyshoulder,andwewentawayatapacethatmighthavebeenanimitationfoundedonmyfirstimpulseunderthatroofofMrPumblechook'schaise-cart。
Shewasnotphysicallystrong,andafteralittletimesaid,`Slower!'
Still,wewentatanimpatientfitfulspeed,andaswewent,shetwitchedthehanduponmyshoulder,andworkedhermouth,andledmetobelievethatweweregoingfastbecauseherthoughtswentfast。Afterawhileshesaid,`CallEstella!'soIwentoutonthelandingandroaredthatnameasIhaddoneonthepreviousoccasion。Whenherlightappeared,IreturnedtoMissHavisham,andwestartedawayagainroundandroundtheroom。
IfonlyEstellahadcometobeaspectatorofourproceedings,Ishouldhavefeltsufficientlydiscontented;but,asshebroughtwithherthethreeladiesandthegentlemanwhomIhadseenbelow,Ididn'tknowwhattodo。
Inmypoliteness,Iwouldhavestopped;but,MissHavishamtwitchedmyshoulder,andwepostedon-withashame-facedconsciousnessonmypartthattheywouldthinkitwasallmydoing。
`DearMissHavisham,'saidMissSarahPocket。`Howwellyoulook!'
`Idonot,'returnedMissHavisham。`Iamyellowskinandbone。'
CamillabrightenedwhenMissPocketmetwiththisrebuff;andshemurmured,assheplaintivelycontemplatedMissHavisham,`Poordearsoul!'Certainlynottobeexpectedtolookwell,poorthing。Theidea!'
`Andhowareyou?'saidMissHavishamtoCamilla。AswewereclosetoCamillathen,Iwouldhavestoppedasamatterofcourse,onlyMissHavishamwouldn'tstop。Weswepton,andIfeltthatIwashighlyobnoxioustoCamilla。
`Thankyou,MissHavisham,'shereturned,`Iamaswellascanbeexpected。'
`Why,what'sthematterwithyou?'askedMissHavisham,withexceedingsharpness。
`Nothingworthmentioning,'repliedCamilla。`Idon'twishtomakeadisplayofmyfeelings,butIhavehabituallythoughtofyoumoreinthenightthanIamquiteequalto。'
`Thendon'tthinkofme,'retortedMissHavisham。
`Veryeasilysaid!'remarkedCamilla,amiablyrepressingasob,whileahitchcameintoherupperlip,andhertearsoverflowed。`RaymondisawitnesswhatgingerandsalvolatileIamobligedtotakeinthenight。
RaymondisawitnesswhatnervousjerkingsIhaveinmylegs。Chokingsandnervousjerkings,however,arenothingnewtomewhenIthinkwithanxietyofthoseIlove。IfIcouldbelessaffectionateandsensitive,Ishouldhaveabetterdigestionandanironsetofnerves。IamsureI
wishtocouldbeso。Butastonotthinkingofyouinthenight-Theidea!'
Here,aburstoftears。
TheRaymondreferredto,Iunderstoodtobethegentlemanpresent,andhimIunderstoodtobeMrCamilla。Hecametotherescueatthispoint,andsaidinaconsolatoryandcomplimentaryvoice,`Camilla,mydear,itiswellknownthatyourfamilyfeelingsaregraduallyunderminingyoutotheextentofmakingoneofyourlegsshorterthantheother。'
`Iamnotaware,'observedthegraveladywhosevoiceIhadheardbutonce,`thattothinkofanypersonistomakeagreatclaimuponthatperson,mydear。'
MissSarahPocket,whomInowsawtobealittledrybrowncorrugatedoldwoman,withasmallfacethatmighthavebeenmadeofwalnutshells,andalargemouthlikeacat'swithoutthewhiskers,supportedthispositionbysaying,`No,indeed,mydear。Hem!'
`Thinkingiseasyenough,'saidthegravelady。
`Whatiseasier,youknow?'assentedMissSarahPocket。
`Oh,yes,yes!'criedCamilla,whosefermentingfeelingsappearedtorisefromherlegstoherbosom。`It'sallverytrue!It'saweaknesstobesoaffectionate,butIcan'thelpit。Nodoubtmyhealthwouldbemuchbetterifitwasotherwise,stillIwouldn'tchangemydispositionifI
could。It'sthecauseofmuchsuffering,butit'saconsolationtoknowIpossesit,whenIwakeupinthenight。'Hereanotherburstoffeeling。
MissHavishamandIhadneverstoppedallthistime,butkeptgoingroundandroundtheroom:now,brushingagainsttheskirtsofthevisitors:
now,givingthemthewholelengthofthedismalchamber。
`There'sMatthew!'saidCamilla。`Nevermixingwithanynaturalties,nevercomingheretoseehowMissHavishamis!Ihavetakentothesofawithmystaylacecut,andhavelaintherehours,insensible,withmyheadovertheside,andmyhairalldown,andmyfeetIdon'tknowwhere——'
`Muchhigherthanyourhead,mylove,'saidMrCamilla。
`Ihavegoneoffintothatstate,hoursandhours,onaccountofMatthew'sstrangeandinexplicableconduct,andnobodyhasthankedme。'
`ReallyImustsayIshouldthinknot!'interposedthegravelady。
`Yousee,mydear,'addedMissSarahPocketablandlyviciouspersonage,`thequestiontoputtoyourselfis,whodidyouexpecttothankyou,mylove?'
`Withoutexpectinganythanks,oranythingofthesort,'resumedCamilla,`Ihaveremainedinthatstate,hoursandhours,andRaymondisawitnessoftheextenttowhichIhavechoked,andwhatthetotalinefficacyofgingerhasbeen,andIhavebeenheardatthepianoforte-tuner'sacrossthestreet,wherethepoormistakenchildrenhaveevensupposedittobepigeonscooingatadistance-andnowtobetold——'HereCamillaputherhandtoherthroat,andbegantobequitechemicalastotheformationofnewcombinationsthere。
WhenthissameMatthewwasmentioned,MissHavishamstoppedmeandherself,andstoodlookingatthespeaker。ThischangehadagreatinfluenceinbringingCamilla'schemistrytoasuddenend。
`Matthewwillcomeandseemeatlast,'saidMissHavisham,sternly,whenIamlaidonthattable。Thatwillbehisplace-there,'strikingthetablewithherstick,`atmyhead!Andyourswillbethere!Andyourhusband'sthere!AndSarahPocket'sthere!AndGeorgiana'sthere!Nowyouallknowwheretotakeyourstationswhenyoucometofeastuponme。Andnowgo!'
Atthementionofeachname,shehadstruckthetablewithherstickinanewplace。Shenowsaid,`Walkme,walkme!'andwewentonagain。
`Isupposethere'snothingtobedone,'exclaimedCamilla,`butcomplyanddepart。It'ssomethingtohaveseentheobjectofone'sloveandduty,forevensoshortatime。IshallthinkofitwithamelancholysatisfactionwhenIwakeupinthenight。IwishMatthewcouldhavethatcomfort,buthesetsitatdefiance。Iamdeterminednottomakeadisplayofmyfeelings,butit'sveryhardtobetoldonewantstofeastonone'srelations-asifonewasaGiant-andtobetoldtogo。Thebareidea!'
MrCamillainterposing,asMrsCamillalaidherhanduponherheavingbosom,thatladyassumedanunnaturalfortitudeofmannerwhichIsupposedtobeexpressiveofanintentiontodropandchokewhenoutofview,andkissingherhandtoMissHavisham,wasescortedforth。SarahPocketandGeorgianacontendedwhoshouldremainlast;but,Sarahwastooknowingtobeoutdone,andambledroundGeorgianawiththatartfulslipperiness,thatthelatterwasobligedtotakeprecedence。SarahPocketthenmadeherseparateeffectofdepartingwith`Blessyou,MissHavishamdear!'
andwithasmileofforgivingpityonherwalnut-shellcountenancefortheweaknessesoftherest。
WhileEstellawasawaylightingthemdown,MissHavishamstillwalkedwithherhandonmyshoulder,butmoreandmoreslowly。Atlastshestoppedbeforethefire,andsaid,aftermutteringandlookingatitsomeseconds:
`Thisismybirthday,Pip。'
Iwasgoingtowishhermanyhappyreturns,whensheliftedherstick。
`Idon'tsufferittobespokenof。Idon'tsufferthosewhowereherejustnow,oranyone,tospeakofit。Theycomehereontheday,buttheydarenotrefertoit。'
OfcourseImadenofurtherefforttorefertoit。
`Onthisdayoftheyear,longbeforeyouwereborn,thisheapofdecay,'
stabbingwithhercrutchedstickatthepileofcobwebsonthetablebutnottouchingit,`wasbroughthere。ItandIhavewornawaytogether。Themicehavegnawedatit,andsharperteeththanteethofmicehavegnawedatme。'
Sheheldtheheadofherstickagainstherheartasshestoodlookingatthetable;sheinheroncewhitedress,allyellowandwithered;theoncewhiteclothallyellowandwithered;everythingaround,inastatetocrumbleunderatouch。
`Whentheruiniscomplete,'saidshe,withaghastlylook,`andwhentheylaymedead,inmybride'sdressonthebride'stable-whichshallbedone,andwhichwillbethefinishedcurseuponhim-somuchthebetterifitisdoneonthisday!'
Shestoodlookingatthetableasifshestoodlookingatherownfigurelyingthere。Iremainedquiet。Estellareturned,andshetooremainedquiet。
Itseemedtomethatwecontinuedthusforalongtime。Intheheavyairoftheroom,andtheheavydarknessthatbroodedinitsremotercorners,IevenhadanalarmingfancythatEstellaandImightpresentlybegintodecay。
Atlength,notcomingoutofherdistraughtstatebydegrees,butinaninstant,MissHavishamsaid,`Letmeseeyoutwoplaycards;whyhaveyounotbegun?'Withthat,wereturnedtoherroom,andsatdownasbefore;
Iwasbeggared,asbefore;andagain,asbefore,MissHavishamwatchedusallthetime,directedmyattentiontoEstella'sbeauty,andmademenoticeitthemorebytryingherjewelsonEstella'sbreastandhair。