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"
Yes
,
"
said
I
.
"
Estella
waved
a
blue
flag
,
and
I
waved
a
red
one
,
and
Miss
Havisham
waved
one
sprinkled
all
over
with
little
gold
stars
,
out
at
the
coach
-
window
.
And
then
we
all
waved
our
swords
and
hurrahed
.
"
"
Swords
!
"
repeated
my
sister
.
"
Where
did
you
get
swords
from
?
"
"
Out
of
a
cupboard
,
"
said
I
.
"
And
I
saw
pistols
in
it
—
and
jam
—
and
pills
.
And
there
was
no
daylight
in
the
room
,
but
it
was
all
lighted
up
with
candles
.
"
"
That
’
s
true
,
Mum
,
"
said
Mr
.
Pumblechook
,
with
a
grave
nod
.
"
That
’
s
the
state
of
the
case
,
for
that
much
I
’
ve
seen
myself
.
"
And
then
they
both
stared
at
me
,
and
I
,
with
an
obtrusive
show
of
artlessness
on
my
countenance
,
stared
at
them
,
and
plaited
the
right
leg
of
my
trousers
with
my
right
hand
.
If
they
had
asked
me
any
more
questions
,
I
should
undoubtedly
have
betrayed
myself
,
for
I
was
even
then
on
the
point
of
mentioning
that
there
was
a
balloon
in
the
yard
,
and
should
have
hazarded
the
statement
but
for
my
invention
being
divided
between
that
phenomenon
and
a
bear
in
the
brewery
.
They
were
so
much
occupied
,
however
,
in
discussing
the
marvels
I
had
already
presented
for
their
consideration
,
that
I
escaped
.
The
subject
still
held
them
when
Joe
came
in
from
his
work
to
have
a
cup
of
tea
.
To
whom
my
sister
,
more
for
the
relief
of
her
own
mind
than
for
the
gratification
of
his
,
related
my
pretended
experiences
.
Now
,
when
I
saw
Joe
open
his
blue
eyes
and
roll
them
all
round
the
kitchen
in
helpless
amazement
,
I
was
overtaken
by
penitence
;
but
only
as
regarded
him
—
not
in
the
least
as
regarded
the
other
two
.
Towards
Joe
,
and
Joe
only
,
I
considered
myself
a
young
monster
,
while
they
sat
debating
what
results
would
come
to
me
from
Miss
Havisham
’
s
acquaintance
and
favor
.
They
had
no
doubt
that
Miss
Havisham
would
"
do
something
"
for
me
;
their
doubts
related
to
the
form
that
something
would
take
.
My
sister
stood
out
for
"
property
.
"
Mr
.
Pumblechook
was
in
favor
of
a
handsome
premium
for
binding
me
apprentice
to
some
genteel
trade
—
say
,
the
corn
and
seed
trade
,
for
instance
.
Joe
fell
into
the
deepest
disgrace
with
both
,
for
offering
the
bright
suggestion
that
I
might
only
be
presented
with
one
of
the
dogs
who
had
fought
for
the
veal
-
cutlets
.
"
If
a
fool
’
s
head
can
’
t
express
better
opinions
than
that
,
"
said
my
sister
,
"
and
you
have
got
any
work
to
do
,
you
had
better
go
and
do
it
.
"
So
he
went
.
After
Mr
.
Pumblechook
had
driven
off
,
and
when
my
sister
was
washing
up
,
I
stole
into
the
forge
to
Joe
,
and
remained
by
him
until
he
had
done
for
the
night
.
Then
I
said
,
"
Before
the
fire
goes
out
,
Joe
,
I
should
like
to
tell
you
something
.
"
"
Should
you
,
Pip
?
"
said
Joe
,
drawing
his
shoeing
-
stool
near
the
forge
.
"
Then
tell
us
.
What
is
it
,
Pip
?
"
"
Joe
,
"
said
I
,
taking
hold
of
his
rolled
-
up
shirt
sleeve
,
and
twisting
it
between
my
finger
and
thumb
,
"
you
remember
all
that
about
Miss
Havisham
’
s
?
"
