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"
In
my
conscience
,
I
doubt
very
much
whether
I
had
any
lingering
intention
left
of
going
to
see
Joe
;
but
if
I
had
,
this
observation
put
it
to
flight
.
"
You
had
no
idea
of
your
impending
good
fortune
,
in
those
times
?
"
said
Estella
,
with
a
slight
wave
of
her
hand
,
signifying
in
the
fighting
times
.
"
Not
the
least
.
"
The
air
of
completeness
and
superiority
with
which
she
walked
at
my
side
,
and
the
air
of
youthfulness
and
submission
with
which
I
walked
at
hers
,
made
a
contrast
that
I
strongly
felt
.
It
would
have
rankled
in
me
more
than
it
did
,
if
I
had
not
regarded
myself
as
eliciting
it
by
being
so
set
apart
for
her
and
assigned
to
her
.
The
garden
was
too
overgrown
and
rank
for
walking
in
with
ease
,
and
after
we
had
made
the
round
of
it
twice
or
thrice
,
we
came
out
again
into
the
brewery
yard
.
I
showed
her
to
a
nicety
where
I
had
seen
her
walking
on
the
casks
,
that
first
old
day
,
and
she
said
,
with
a
cold
and
careless
look
in
that
direction
,
"
Did
I
?
"
I
reminded
her
where
she
had
come
out
of
the
house
and
given
me
my
meat
and
drink
,
and
she
said
,
"
I
don
’
t
remember
.
"
"
Not
remember
that
you
made
me
cry
?
"
said
I
.
"
No
,
"
said
she
,
and
shook
her
head
and
looked
about
her
.
I
verily
believe
that
her
not
remembering
and
not
minding
in
the
least
,
made
me
cry
again
,
inwardly
—
and
that
is
the
sharpest
crying
of
all
.
"
You
must
know
,
"
said
Estella
,
condescending
to
me
as
a
brilliant
and
beautiful
woman
might
,
"
that
I
have
no
heart
—
if
that
has
anything
to
do
with
my
memory
.
"
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
.
"
Oh
!
I
have
a
heart
to
be
stabbed
in
or
shot
in
,
I
have
no
doubt
,
"
said
Estella
,
"
and
of
course
if
it
ceased
to
beat
I
should
cease
to
be
.
But
you
know
what
I
mean
.
I
have
no
softness
there
,
no
—
sympathy
-
sentiment
—
nonsense
.
"
