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"
Not
named
?
"
"
No
,
Miss
Havisham
.
"
"
And
Mr
.
Jaggers
is
made
your
guardian
?
"
"
Yes
,
Miss
Havisham
.
"
She
quite
gloated
on
these
questions
and
answers
,
so
keen
was
her
enjoyment
of
Sarah
Pocket
’
s
jealous
dismay
.
"
Well
!
"
she
went
on
;
"
you
have
a
promising
career
before
you
.
Be
good
—
deserve
it
—
and
abide
by
Mr
.
Jaggers
’
s
instructions
.
"
She
looked
at
me
,
and
looked
at
Sarah
,
and
Sarah
’
s
countenance
wrung
out
of
her
watchful
face
a
cruel
smile
.
"
Good
by
,
Pip
!
—
you
will
always
keep
the
name
of
Pip
,
you
know
.
"
"
Yes
,
Miss
Havisham
.
"
"
Good
by
,
Pip
!
"
She
stretched
out
her
hand
,
and
I
went
down
on
my
knee
and
put
it
to
my
lips
.
I
had
not
considered
how
I
should
take
leave
of
her
;
it
came
naturally
to
me
at
the
moment
to
do
this
.
She
looked
at
Sarah
Pocket
with
triumph
in
her
weird
eyes
,
and
so
I
left
my
fairy
godmother
,
with
both
her
hands
on
her
crutch
stick
,
standing
in
the
midst
of
the
dimly
lighted
room
beside
the
rotten
bride
-
cake
that
was
hidden
in
cobwebs
.
Sarah
Pocket
conducted
me
down
,
as
if
I
were
a
ghost
who
must
be
seen
out
.
She
could
not
get
over
my
appearance
,
and
was
in
the
last
degree
confounded
.
I
said
"
Good
by
,
Miss
Pocket
;
"
but
she
merely
stared
,
and
did
not
seem
collected
enough
to
know
that
I
had
spoken
.
Clear
of
the
house
,
I
made
the
best
of
my
way
back
to
Pumblechook
’
s
,
took
off
my
new
clothes
,
made
them
into
a
bundle
,
and
went
back
home
in
my
older
dress
,
carrying
it
—
to
speak
the
truth
—
much
more
at
my
ease
too
,
though
I
had
the
bundle
to
carry
.
