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"
Where
was
this
coach
,
in
the
name
of
gracious
?
"
asked
my
sister
.
"
In
Miss
Havisham
’
s
room
.
"
They
stared
again
.
"
But
there
weren
’
t
any
horses
to
it
.
"
I
added
this
saving
clause
,
in
the
moment
of
rejecting
four
richly
caparisoned
coursers
which
I
had
had
wild
thoughts
of
harnessing
.
"
Can
this
be
possible
,
uncle
?
"
asked
Mrs
.
Joe
.
"
What
can
the
boy
mean
?
"
"
I
’
ll
tell
you
,
Mum
,
"
said
Mr
.
Pumblechook
.
"
My
opinion
is
,
it
’
s
a
sedan
-
chair
.
She
’
s
flighty
,
you
know
—
very
flighty
—
quite
flighty
enough
to
pass
her
days
in
a
sedan
-
chair
.
"
"
Did
you
ever
see
her
in
it
,
uncle
?
"
asked
Mrs
.
Joe
.
"
How
could
I
,
"
he
returned
,
forced
to
the
admission
,
"
when
I
never
see
her
in
my
life
?
Never
clapped
eyes
upon
her
!
"
"
Goodness
,
uncle
!
And
yet
you
have
spoken
to
her
?
"
"
Why
,
don
’
t
you
know
,
"
said
Mr
.
Pumblechook
,
testily
,
"
that
when
I
have
been
there
,
I
have
been
took
up
to
the
outside
of
her
door
,
and
the
door
has
stood
ajar
,
and
she
has
spoke
to
me
that
way
.
Don
’
t
say
you
don
’
t
know
that
,
Mum
.
Howsever
,
the
boy
went
there
to
play
.
What
did
you
play
at
,
boy
?
"
"
We
played
with
flags
,
"
I
said
.
(
I
beg
to
observe
that
I
think
of
myself
with
amazement
,
when
I
recall
the
lies
I
told
on
this
occasion
.
)
"
Flags
!
"
echoed
my
sister
.
