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It
happened
on
the
occasion
of
this
visit
that
some
sharp
words
arose
between
Estella
and
Miss
Havisham
.
It
was
the
first
time
I
had
ever
seen
them
opposed
.
We
were
seated
by
the
fire
,
as
just
now
described
,
and
Miss
Havisham
still
had
Estella
’
s
arm
drawn
through
her
own
,
and
still
clutched
Estella
’
s
hand
in
hers
,
when
Estella
gradually
began
to
detach
herself
.
She
had
shown
a
proud
impatience
more
than
once
before
,
and
had
rather
endured
that
fierce
affection
than
accepted
or
returned
it
.
"
What
!
"
said
Miss
Havisham
,
flashing
her
eyes
upon
her
,
"
are
you
tired
of
me
?
"
"
Only
a
little
tired
of
myself
,
"
replied
Estella
,
disengaging
her
arm
,
and
moving
to
the
great
chimney
-
piece
,
where
she
stood
looking
down
at
the
fire
.
"
Speak
the
truth
,
you
ingrate
!
"
cried
Miss
Havisham
,
passionately
striking
her
stick
upon
the
floor
;
"
you
are
tired
of
me
.
"
Estella
looked
at
her
with
perfect
composure
,
and
again
looked
down
at
the
fire
.
Her
graceful
figure
and
her
beautiful
face
expressed
a
self
-
possessed
indifference
to
the
wild
heat
of
the
other
,
that
was
almost
cruel
.
"
You
stock
and
stone
!
"
exclaimed
Miss
Havisham
.
"
You
cold
,
cold
heart
!
"
"
What
?
"
said
Estella
,
preserving
her
attitude
of
indifference
as
she
leaned
against
the
great
chimney
-
piece
and
only
moving
her
eyes
;
"
do
you
reproach
me
for
being
cold
?
You
?
"
"
Are
you
not
?
"
was
the
fierce
retort
.
"
You
should
know
,
"
said
Estella
.
"
I
am
what
you
have
made
me
.
Take
all
the
praise
,
take
all
the
blame
;
take
all
the
success
,
take
all
the
failure
;
in
short
,
take
me
.
