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"
Biddy
,
"
I
returned
with
some
resentment
,
"
you
are
so
exceedingly
quick
that
it
’
s
difficult
to
keep
up
with
you
.
"
(
"
She
always
were
quick
,
"
observed
Joe
.
)
"
If
you
had
waited
another
moment
,
Biddy
,
you
would
have
heard
me
say
that
I
shall
bring
my
clothes
here
in
a
bundle
one
evening
—
most
likely
on
the
evening
before
I
go
away
.
"
Biddy
said
no
more
.
Handsomely
forgiving
her
,
I
soon
exchanged
an
affectionate
good
night
with
her
and
Joe
,
and
went
up
to
bed
.
When
I
got
into
my
little
room
,
I
sat
down
and
took
a
long
look
at
it
,
as
a
mean
little
room
that
I
should
soon
be
parted
from
and
raised
above
,
for
ever
.
It
was
furnished
with
fresh
young
remembrances
too
,
and
even
at
the
same
moment
I
fell
into
much
the
same
confused
division
of
mind
between
it
and
the
better
rooms
to
which
I
was
going
,
as
I
had
been
in
so
often
between
the
forge
and
Miss
Havisham
’
s
,
and
Biddy
and
Estella
.
The
sun
had
been
shining
brightly
all
day
on
the
roof
of
my
attic
,
and
the
room
was
warm
.
As
I
put
the
window
open
and
stood
looking
out
,
I
saw
Joe
come
slowly
forth
at
the
dark
door
,
below
,
and
take
a
turn
or
two
in
the
air
;
and
then
I
saw
Biddy
come
,
and
bring
him
a
pipe
and
light
it
for
him
He
never
smoked
so
late
,
and
it
seemed
to
hint
to
me
that
he
wanted
comforting
,
for
some
reason
or
other
.
He
presently
stood
at
the
door
immediately
beneath
me
,
smoking
his
pipe
,
and
Biddy
stood
there
too
,
quietly
talking
to
him
,
and
I
knew
that
they
talked
of
me
,
for
I
heard
my
name
mentioned
in
an
endearing
tone
by
both
of
them
more
than
once
.
I
would
not
have
listened
for
more
,
if
I
could
have
heard
more
;
so
I
drew
away
from
the
window
,
and
sat
down
in
my
one
chair
by
the
bedside
,
feeling
it
very
sorrowful
and
strange
that
this
first
night
of
my
bright
fortunes
should
be
the
loneliest
I
had
ever
known
.
Looking
towards
the
open
window
,
I
saw
light
wreaths
from
Joe
’
s
pipe
floating
there
,
and
I
fancied
it
was
like
a
blessing
from
Joe
,
—
not
obtruded
on
me
or
paraded
before
me
,
but
pervading
the
air
we
shared
together
.
I
put
my
light
out
,
and
crept
into
bed
;
and
it
was
an
uneasy
bed
now
,
and
I
never
slept
the
old
sound
sleep
in
it
any
more
.
Morning
made
a
considerable
difference
in
my
general
prospect
of
Life
,
and
brightened
it
so
much
that
it
scarcely
seemed
the
same
.
What
lay
heaviest
on
my
mind
was
,
the
consideration
that
six
days
intervened
between
me
and
the
day
of
departure
;
for
I
could
not
divest
myself
of
a
misgiving
that
something
might
happen
to
London
in
the
meanwhile
,
and
that
,
when
I
got
there
,
it
would
be
either
greatly
deteriorated
or
clean
gone
.
Joe
and
Biddy
were
very
sympathetic
and
pleasant
when
I
spoke
of
our
approaching
separation
;
but
they
only
referred
to
it
when
I
did
.
After
breakfast
,
Joe
brought
out
my
indentures
from
the
press
in
the
best
parlor
,
and
we
put
them
in
the
fire
,
and
I
felt
that
I
was
free
.
With
all
the
novelty
of
my
emancipation
on
me
,
I
went
to
church
with
Joe
,
and
thought
perhaps
the
clergyman
wouldn
’
t
have
read
that
about
the
rich
man
and
the
kingdom
of
Heaven
,
if
he
had
known
all
.
