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"
Pip
,
"
said
he
,
putting
his
large
hand
on
my
shoulder
and
moving
me
to
the
window
,
"
I
don
’
t
know
one
from
the
other
.
Who
’
s
the
Spider
?
"
"
The
spider
?
"
said
I
.
"
The
blotchy
,
sprawly
,
sulky
fellow
.
"
"
That
’
s
Bentley
Drummle
,
"
I
replied
;
"
the
one
with
the
delicate
face
is
Startop
.
"
Not
making
the
least
account
of
"
the
one
with
the
delicate
face
,
"
he
returned
,
"
Bentley
Drummle
is
his
name
,
is
it
?
I
like
the
look
of
that
fellow
.
"
He
immediately
began
to
talk
to
Drummle
:
not
at
all
deterred
by
his
replying
in
his
heavy
reticent
way
,
but
apparently
led
on
by
it
to
screw
discourse
out
of
him
.
I
was
looking
at
the
two
,
when
there
came
between
me
and
them
the
housekeeper
,
with
the
first
dish
for
the
table
.
She
was
a
woman
of
about
forty
,
I
supposed
—
but
I
may
have
thought
her
younger
than
she
was
.
Rather
tall
,
of
a
lithe
nimble
figure
,
extremely
pale
,
with
large
faded
eyes
,
and
a
quantity
of
streaming
hair
.
I
cannot
say
whether
any
diseased
affection
of
the
heart
caused
her
lips
to
be
parted
as
if
she
were
panting
,
and
her
face
to
bear
a
curious
expression
of
suddenness
and
flutter
;
but
I
know
that
I
had
been
to
see
Macbeth
at
the
theatre
,
a
night
or
two
before
,
and
that
her
face
looked
to
me
as
if
it
were
all
disturbed
by
fiery
air
,
like
the
faces
I
had
seen
rise
out
of
the
Witches
’
caldron
.
She
set
the
dish
on
,
touched
my
guardian
quietly
on
the
arm
with
a
finger
to
notify
that
dinner
was
ready
,
and
vanished
.
We
took
our
seats
at
the
round
table
,
and
my
guardian
kept
Drummle
on
one
side
of
him
,
while
Startop
sat
on
the
other
.
It
was
a
noble
dish
of
fish
that
the
housekeeper
had
put
on
table
,
and
we
had
a
joint
of
equally
choice
mutton
afterwards
,
and
then
an
equally
choice
bird
.
Sauces
,
wines
,
all
the
accessories
we
wanted
,
and
all
of
the
best
,
were
given
out
by
our
host
from
his
dumb
-
waiter
;
and
when
they
had
made
the
circuit
of
the
table
,
he
always
put
them
back
again
.
Similarly
,
he
dealt
us
clean
plates
and
knives
and
forks
,
for
each
course
,
and
dropped
those
just
disused
into
two
baskets
on
the
ground
by
his
chair
.
No
other
attendant
than
the
housekeeper
appeared
.
She
set
on
every
dish
;
and
I
always
saw
in
her
face
,
a
face
rising
out
of
the
caldron
.
Years
afterwards
,
I
made
a
dreadful
likeness
of
that
woman
,
by
causing
a
face
that
had
no
other
natural
resemblance
to
it
than
it
derived
from
flowing
hair
to
pass
behind
a
bowl
of
flaming
spirits
in
a
dark
room
.
