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"
Then
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jaggers
,
"
come
and
dine
with
me
.
"
I
was
going
to
excuse
myself
,
when
he
added
,
"
Wemmick
’
s
coming
.
"
So
I
changed
my
excuse
into
an
acceptance
—
the
few
words
I
had
uttered
,
serving
for
the
beginning
of
either
—
and
we
went
along
Cheapside
and
slanted
off
to
Little
Britain
,
while
the
lights
were
springing
up
brilliantly
in
the
shop
windows
,
and
the
street
lamp
-
lighters
,
scarcely
finding
ground
enough
to
plant
their
ladders
on
in
the
midst
of
the
afternoon
’
s
bustle
,
were
skipping
up
and
down
and
running
in
and
out
,
opening
more
red
eyes
in
the
gathering
fog
than
my
rushlight
tower
at
the
Hummums
had
opened
white
eyes
in
the
ghostly
wall
.
At
the
office
in
Little
Britain
there
was
the
usual
letter
-
writing
,
hand
-
washing
,
candle
-
snuffing
,
and
safe
-
locking
,
that
closed
the
business
of
the
day
.
As
I
stood
idle
by
Mr
.
Jaggers
’
s
fire
,
its
rising
and
falling
flame
made
the
two
casts
on
the
shelf
look
as
if
they
were
playing
a
diabolical
game
at
bo
-
peep
with
me
;
while
the
pair
of
coarse
,
fat
office
candles
that
dimly
lighted
Mr
.
Jaggers
as
he
wrote
in
a
corner
were
decorated
with
dirty
winding
-
sheets
,
as
if
in
remembrance
of
a
host
of
hanged
clients
.
We
went
to
Gerrard
Street
,
all
three
together
,
in
a
hackney
-
coach
:
And
,
as
soon
as
we
got
there
,
dinner
was
served
.
Although
I
should
not
have
thought
of
making
,
in
that
place
,
the
most
distant
reference
by
so
much
as
a
look
to
Wemmick
’
s
Walworth
sentiments
,
yet
I
should
have
had
no
objection
to
catching
his
eye
now
and
then
in
a
friendly
way
.
But
it
was
not
to
be
done
.
He
turned
his
eyes
on
Mr
.
Jaggers
whenever
he
raised
them
from
the
table
,
and
was
as
dry
and
distant
to
me
as
if
there
were
twin
Wemmicks
,
and
this
was
the
wrong
one
.
"
Did
you
send
that
note
of
Miss
Havisham
’
s
to
Mr
.
Pip
,
Wemmick
?
"
Mr
.
Jaggers
asked
,
soon
after
we
began
dinner
.
"
No
,
sir
,
"
returned
Wemmick
;
"
it
was
going
by
post
,
when
you
brought
Mr
.
Pip
into
the
office
.
Here
it
is
.
"
He
handed
it
to
his
principal
instead
of
to
me
.
"
It
’
s
a
note
of
two
lines
,
Pip
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jaggers
,
handing
it
on
,
"
sent
up
to
me
by
Miss
Havisham
on
account
of
her
not
being
sure
of
your
address
.
She
tells
me
that
she
wants
to
see
you
on
a
little
matter
of
business
you
mentioned
to
her
.
You
’
ll
go
down
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
said
I
,
casting
my
eyes
over
the
note
,
which
was
exactly
in
those
terms
.
