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It
was
interesting
to
be
in
the
quiet
old
town
once
more
,
and
it
was
not
disagreeable
to
be
here
and
there
suddenly
recognized
and
stared
after
.
One
or
two
of
the
tradespeople
even
darted
out
of
their
shops
and
went
a
little
way
down
the
street
before
me
,
that
they
might
turn
,
as
if
they
had
forgotten
something
,
and
pass
me
face
to
face
—
on
which
occasions
I
don
’
t
know
whether
they
or
I
made
the
worse
pretence
;
they
of
not
doing
it
,
or
I
of
not
seeing
it
.
Still
my
position
was
a
distinguished
one
,
and
I
was
not
at
all
dissatisfied
with
it
,
until
Fate
threw
me
in
the
way
of
that
unlimited
miscreant
,
Trabb
’
s
boy
.
Casting
my
eyes
along
the
street
at
a
certain
point
of
my
progress
,
I
beheld
Trabb
’
s
boy
approaching
,
lashing
himself
with
an
empty
blue
bag
.
Deeming
that
a
serene
and
unconscious
contemplation
of
him
would
best
beseem
me
,
and
would
be
most
likely
to
quell
his
evil
mind
,
I
advanced
with
that
expression
of
countenance
,
and
was
rather
congratulating
myself
on
my
success
,
when
suddenly
the
knees
of
Trabb
’
s
boy
smote
together
,
his
hair
uprose
,
his
cap
fell
off
,
he
trembled
violently
in
every
limb
,
staggered
out
into
the
road
,
and
crying
to
the
populace
,
"
Hold
me
!
I
’
m
so
frightened
!
"
feigned
to
be
in
a
paroxysm
of
terror
and
contrition
,
occasioned
by
the
dignity
of
my
appearance
.
As
I
passed
him
,
his
teeth
loudly
chattered
in
his
head
,
and
with
every
mark
of
extreme
humiliation
,
he
prostrated
himself
in
the
dust
.
This
was
a
hard
thing
to
bear
,
but
this
was
nothing
.
I
had
not
advanced
another
two
hundred
yards
when
,
to
my
inexpressible
terror
,
amazement
,
and
indignation
,
I
again
beheld
Trabb
’
s
boy
approaching
.
He
was
coming
round
a
narrow
corner
.
His
blue
bag
was
slung
over
his
shoulder
,
honest
industry
beamed
in
his
eyes
,
a
determination
to
proceed
to
Trabb
’
s
with
cheerful
briskness
was
indicated
in
his
gait
.
With
a
shock
he
became
aware
of
me
,
and
was
severely
visited
as
before
;
but
this
time
his
motion
was
rotatory
,
and
he
staggered
round
and
round
me
with
knees
more
afflicted
,
and
with
uplifted
hands
as
if
beseeching
for
mercy
.
His
sufferings
were
hailed
with
the
greatest
joy
by
a
knot
of
spectators
,
and
I
felt
utterly
confounded
.
I
had
not
got
as
much
further
down
the
street
as
the
post
-
office
,
when
I
again
beheld
Trabb
’
s
boy
shooting
round
by
a
back
way
.
This
time
,
he
was
entirely
changed
.
He
wore
the
blue
bag
in
the
manner
of
my
great
-
coat
,
and
was
strutting
along
the
pavement
towards
me
on
the
opposite
side
of
the
street
,
attended
by
a
company
of
delighted
young
friends
to
whom
he
from
time
to
time
exclaimed
,
with
a
wave
of
his
hand
,
"
Don
’
t
know
yah
!
"
Words
cannot
state
the
amount
of
aggravation
and
injury
wreaked
upon
me
by
Trabb
’
s
boy
,
when
passing
abreast
of
me
,
he
pulled
up
his
shirt
-
collar
,
twined
his
side
-
hair
,
stuck
an
arm
akimbo
,
and
smirked
extravagantly
by
,
wriggling
his
elbows
and
body
,
and
drawling
to
his
attendants
,
"
Don
’
t
know
yah
,
don
’
t
know
yah
,
’
pon
my
soul
don
’
t
know
yah
!
"
The
disgrace
attendant
on
his
immediately
afterwards
taking
to
crowing
and
pursuing
me
across
the
bridge
with
crows
,
as
from
an
exceedingly
dejected
fowl
who
had
known
me
when
I
was
a
blacksmith
,
culminated
the
disgrace
with
which
I
left
the
town
,
and
was
,
so
to
speak
,
ejected
by
it
into
the
open
country
.
But
unless
I
had
taken
the
life
of
Trabb
’
s
boy
on
that
occasion
,
I
really
do
not
even
now
see
what
I
could
have
done
save
endure
.
To
have
struggled
with
him
in
the
street
,
or
to
have
exacted
any
lower
recompense
from
him
than
his
heart
’
s
best
blood
,
would
have
been
futile
and
degrading
.
Moreover
,
he
was
a
boy
whom
no
man
could
hurt
;
an
invulnerable
and
dodging
serpent
who
,
when
chased
into
a
corner
,
flew
out
again
between
his
captor
’
s
legs
,
scornfully
yelping
.
I
wrote
,
however
,
to
Mr
.
Trabb
by
next
day
’
s
post
,
to
say
that
Mr
.
Pip
must
decline
to
deal
further
with
one
who
could
so
far
forget
what
he
owed
to
the
best
interests
of
society
,
as
to
employ
a
boy
who
excited
Loathing
in
every
respectable
mind
.
The
coach
,
with
Mr
.
Jaggers
inside
,
came
up
in
due
time
,
and
I
took
my
box
-
seat
again
,
and
arrived
in
London
safe
—
but
not
sound
,
for
my
heart
was
gone
.
As
soon
as
I
arrived
,
I
sent
a
penitential
codfish
and
barrel
of
oysters
to
Joe
(
as
reparation
for
not
having
gone
myself
)
,
and
then
went
on
to
Barnard
’
s
Inn
.
I
found
Herbert
dining
on
cold
meat
,
and
delighted
to
welcome
me
back
.
Having
despatched
The
Avenger
to
the
coffee
-
house
for
an
addition
to
the
dinner
,
I
felt
that
I
must
open
my
breast
that
very
evening
to
my
friend
and
chum
.
As
confidence
was
out
of
the
question
with
The
Avenger
in
the
hall
,
which
could
merely
be
regarded
in
the
light
of
an
antechamber
to
the
keyhole
,
I
sent
him
to
the
Play
.
A
better
proof
of
the
severity
of
my
bondage
to
that
taskmaster
could
scarcely
be
afforded
,
than
the
degrading
shifts
to
which
I
was
constantly
driven
to
find
him
employment
.
So
mean
is
extremity
,
that
I
sometimes
sent
him
to
Hyde
Park
corner
to
see
what
o
’
clock
it
was
.
