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Any
way
,
I
could
scarcely
be
withheld
from
going
out
to
Gerrard
Street
that
night
.
Herbert
’
s
representations
that
,
if
I
did
,
I
should
probably
be
laid
up
and
stricken
useless
,
when
our
fugitive
’
s
safety
would
depend
upon
me
,
alone
restrained
my
impatience
.
On
the
understanding
,
again
and
again
reiterated
,
that
,
come
what
would
,
I
was
to
go
to
Mr
.
Jaggers
to
-
morrow
,
I
at
length
submitted
to
keep
quiet
,
and
to
have
my
hurts
looked
after
,
and
to
stay
at
home
.
Early
next
morning
we
went
out
together
,
and
at
the
corner
of
Giltspur
Street
by
Smithfield
,
I
left
Herbert
to
go
his
way
into
the
City
,
and
took
my
way
to
Little
Britain
.
There
were
periodical
occasions
when
Mr
.
Jaggers
and
Wemmick
went
over
the
office
accounts
,
and
checked
off
the
vouchers
,
and
put
all
things
straight
.
On
these
occasions
,
Wemmick
took
his
books
and
papers
into
Mr
.
Jaggers
’
s
room
,
and
one
of
the
up
-
stairs
clerks
came
down
into
the
outer
office
.
Finding
such
clerk
on
Wemmick
’
s
post
that
morning
,
I
knew
what
was
going
on
;
but
I
was
not
sorry
to
have
Mr
.
Jaggers
and
Wemmick
together
,
as
Wemmick
would
then
hear
for
himself
that
I
said
nothing
to
compromise
him
.
My
appearance
,
with
my
arm
bandaged
and
my
coat
loose
over
my
shoulders
,
favored
my
object
.
Although
I
had
sent
Mr
.
Jaggers
a
brief
account
of
the
accident
as
soon
as
I
had
arrived
in
town
,
yet
I
had
to
give
him
all
the
details
now
;
and
the
speciality
of
the
occasion
caused
our
talk
to
be
less
dry
and
hard
,
and
less
strictly
regulated
by
the
rules
of
evidence
,
than
it
had
been
before
.
While
I
described
the
disaster
,
Mr
.
Jaggers
stood
,
according
to
his
wont
,
before
the
fire
.
Wemmick
leaned
back
in
his
chair
,
staring
at
me
,
with
his
hands
in
the
pockets
of
his
trousers
,
and
his
pen
put
horizontally
into
the
post
.
The
two
brutal
casts
,
always
inseparable
in
my
mind
from
the
official
proceedings
,
seemed
to
be
congestively
considering
whether
they
didn
’
t
smell
fire
at
the
present
moment
.
My
narrative
finished
,
and
their
questions
exhausted
,
I
then
produced
Miss
Havisham
’
s
authority
to
receive
the
nine
hundred
pounds
for
Herbert
.
Mr
.
Jaggers
’
s
eyes
retired
a
little
deeper
into
his
head
when
I
handed
him
the
tablets
,
but
he
presently
handed
them
over
to
Wemmick
,
with
instructions
to
draw
the
check
for
his
signature
.
While
that
was
in
course
of
being
done
,
I
looked
on
at
Wemmick
as
he
wrote
,
and
Mr
.
Jaggers
,
poising
and
swaying
himself
on
his
well
-
polished
boots
,
looked
on
at
me
.
"
I
am
sorry
,
Pip
,
"
said
he
,
as
I
put
the
check
in
my
pocket
,
when
he
had
signed
it
,
"
that
we
do
nothing
for
you
.
"
"
Miss
Havisham
was
good
enough
to
ask
me
,
"
I
returned
,
"
whether
she
could
do
nothing
for
me
,
and
I
told
her
No
.
"
"
Everybody
should
know
his
own
business
,
"
said
Mr
.
Jaggers
.
And
I
saw
Wemmick
’
s
lips
form
the
words
"
portable
property
.
"
"
I
should
not
have
told
her
No
,
if
I
had
been
you
,
"
said
Mr
Jaggers
;
"
but
every
man
ought
to
know
his
own
business
best
.
"
"
Every
man
’
s
business
,
"
said
Wemmick
,
rather
reproachfully
towards
me
,
"
is
portable
property
.
"
