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I
calculated
the
consequences
of
replying
"
Four
Hundred
Pound
,
"
and
finding
them
against
me
,
went
as
near
the
answer
as
I
could
—
which
was
somewhere
about
eightpence
off
.
Mr
.
Pumblechook
then
put
me
through
my
pence
-
table
from
"
twelve
pence
make
one
shilling
,
"
up
to
"
forty
pence
make
three
and
fourpence
,
"
and
then
triumphantly
demanded
,
as
if
he
had
done
for
me
,
"
Now
!
How
much
is
forty
-
three
pence
?
"
To
which
I
replied
,
after
a
long
interval
of
reflection
,
"
I
don
’
t
know
.
"
And
I
was
so
aggravated
that
I
almost
doubt
if
I
did
know
.
Mr
.
Pumblechook
worked
his
head
like
a
screw
to
screw
it
out
of
me
,
and
said
,
"
Is
forty
-
three
pence
seven
and
sixpence
three
fardens
,
for
instance
?
"
"
Yes
!
"
said
I
.
And
although
my
sister
instantly
boxed
my
ears
,
it
was
highly
gratifying
to
me
to
see
that
the
answer
spoilt
his
joke
,
and
brought
him
to
a
dead
stop
.
"
Boy
!
What
like
is
Miss
Havisham
?
"
Mr
.
Pumblechook
began
again
when
he
had
recovered
;
folding
his
arms
tight
on
his
chest
and
applying
the
screw
.
"
Very
tall
and
dark
,
"
I
told
him
.
"
Is
she
,
uncle
?
"
asked
my
sister
.
Mr
.
Pumblechook
winked
assent
;
from
which
I
at
once
inferred
that
he
had
never
seen
Miss
Havisham
,
for
she
was
nothing
of
the
kind
.
"
Good
!
"
said
Mr
.
Pumblechook
conceitedly
.
(
"
This
is
the
way
to
have
him
!
We
are
beginning
to
hold
our
own
,
I
think
,
Mum
?
"
)
"
I
am
sure
,
uncle
,
"
returned
Mrs
.
Joe
,
"
I
wish
you
had
him
always
;
you
know
so
well
how
to
deal
with
him
.
"
