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The privilege of calling her by her name and hearing her call me by mine, became under the circumstances an aggravation of my trials; and while I think it likely that it almost maddened her other lovers, I know too certainly that it almost maddened me. She had admirers without end. No doubt my jealousy made an admirer of every one who went near her; but there were more than enough of them without that.

I saw her often at Richmond, I heard of her often in town, and I used often to take her and the Brandleys on the water; there were picnics, fete days, plays, operas, concerts, parties, all sorts of pleasures, through which I pursued her—and they were all miseries to me.

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Throughout this part of our intercourse—and it lasted, as will presently be seen, for what I then thought a long time—she habitually reverted to that tone which expressed that our association was forced upon us. There were other times when she would come to a sudden check in this tone and in all her many tones, and would seem to pity me. I should have replied that Love was commonly reputed blind, but for the reason that I always was restrained—and this was not the least of my miseries—by a feeling that it was ungenerous to press myself upon her, when she knew that she could not choose but obey Miss Havisham.

My dread always was, that this knowledge on her part laid me under a heavy disadvantage with her pride, and made me the subject of a rebellious struggle in her bosom. You are to take me there, and bring me back, if you will. She would rather I did not travel alone, and objects to receiving my maid, for she has a sensitive horror of being talked of by such people. Can you take me? The day after to-morrow, if you please.

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You are to pay all charges out of my purse, You hear the condition of your going? This was all the preparation I received for that visit, or for others like it: Miss Havisham never wrote to me, nor had I ever so much as seen her handwriting. We went down on the next day but one, and we found her in the room where I had first beheld her, and it is needless to add that there was no change in Satis House. She was even more dreadfully fond of Estella than she had been when I last saw them together; I repeat the word advisedly, for there was something positively dreadful in the energy of her looks and embraces.

From Estella she looked at me, with a searching glance that seemed to pry into my heart and probe its wounds. I saw in this, a reason for her being beforehand assigned to me. Sending her out to attract and torment and do mischief, Miss Havisham sent her with the malicious assurance that she was beyond the reach of all admirers, and that all who staked upon that cast were secured to lose. I saw in this, that I, too, was tormented by a perversion of ingenuity, even while the prize was reserved for me.

In a word, I saw in this, Miss Havisham as I had her then and there before my eyes, and always had had her before my eyes; and I saw in this, the distinct shadow of the darkened and unhealthy house in which her life was hidden from the sun. The candles that lighted that room of hers were placed in sconces on the wall.

They were high from the ground, and they burnt with the steady dulness of artificial light in air that is seldom renewed. As I looked round at them, and at the pale gloom they made, and at the stopped clock, and at the withered articles of bridal dress upon the table and the ground, and at her own awful figure with its ghostly reflection thrown large by the fire upon the ceiling and the wall, I saw in everything the construction that my mind had come to, repeated and thrown back to me.

My thoughts passed into the great room across the landing where the table was spread, and I saw it written, as it were, in the falls of the cobwebs from the centre-piece, in the crawlings of the spiders on the cloth, in the tracks of the mice as they betook their little quickened hearts behind the panels, and in the gropings and pausings of the beetles on the floor. It happened on the occasion of this visit that some sharp words arose between Estella and Miss Havisham.

It was the first time I had ever seen them opposed. She had shown a proud impatience more than once before, and had rather endured that fierce affection than accepted or returned it. Estella looked at her with perfect composure, and again looked down at the fire. Her graceful figure and her beautiful face expressed a self-possessed indifference to the wild heat of the other, that was almost cruel.

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Take all the praise, take all the blame; take all the success, take all the failure; in short, take me. Where I took her into this wretched breast when it was first bleeding from its stabs, and where I have lavished years of tenderness upon her! But what would you have? You have been very good to me, and I owe everything to you.

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What would you have? All I possess is freely yours. All that you have given me, is at your command to have again. Beyond that, I have nothing. And if you ask me to give you what you never gave me, my gratitude and duty cannot do impossibilities. Let her call me mad, let her call me mad! Does any one live, who knows what set purposes you have, half as well as I do? Does any one live, who knows what a steady memory you have, half as well as I do? I who have sat on this same hearth on the little stool that is even now beside you there, learning your lessons and looking up into your face, when your face was strange and frightened me!

When have you found me false to your teaching? When have you found me unmindful of your lessons? Be just to me. Estella looked at her for a moment with a kind of calm wonder, but was not otherwise disturbed; when the moment was past, she looked down at the fire again. I have never forgotten your wrongs and their causes.


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I have never been unfaithful to you or your schooling. I have never shown any weakness that I can charge myself with. If you had brought up your adopted daughter wholly in the dark confinement of these rooms, and had never let her know that there was such a thing as the daylight by which she had never once seen your face—if you had done that, and then, for a purpose had wanted her to understand the daylight and know all about it, you would have been disappointed and angry?

Miss Havisham, with her head in her hands, sat making a low moaning, and swaying herself on her chair, but gave no answer. Miss Havisham sat listening or it seemed so, for I could not see her face , but still made no answer. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me. Miss Havisham had settled down, I hardly knew how, upon the floor, among the faded bridal relics with which it was strewn. When I left, Estella was yet standing by the great chimney-piece, just as she had stood throughout.

It was with a depressed heart that I walked in the starlight for an hour and more, about the court-yard, and about the brewery, and about the ruined garden. Afterwards, Estella and I played at cards, as of yore—only we were skilful now, and played French games—and so the evening wore away, and I went to bed. I lay in that separate building across the court-yard. It was the first time I had ever lain down to rest in Satis House, and sleep refused to come near me.

A thousand Miss Havishams haunted me. She was on this side of my pillow, on that, at the head of the bed, at the foot, behind the half-opened door of the dressing-room, in the dressing-room, in the room overhead, in the room beneath—everywhere. I therefore got up and put on my clothes, and went out across the yard into the long stone passage, designing to gain the outer court-yard and walk there for the relief of my mind. But, I was no sooner in the passage than I extinguished my candle; for, I saw Miss Havisham going along it in a ghostly manner, making a low cry.

Our sympathy is therefore invited. As Pip's attitude towards Magwitch changes, so does ours. Marshalsea Prison. Magwitch has had a brutal life and had to fight for everything. He threatens Pip on the marshes and Herbert when he returns to London unexpectedly. He physically attacks Compeyson to prevent his escape.


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To the young Pip, Magwitch appears to be a terrifying monster. He is an escaped convict, desperate to avoid capture and will say and do anything to keep his freedom. The scene takes place in a graveyard which adds to the sinister feeling. Magwitch wants revenge on Compeyson, his partner in crime who betrayed him. He also seeks revenge on society in general for treating him harshly and unfairly. I not only prevented him getting off the marshes, but I dragged him here — dragged him this far on his way back.

Magwitch wants to make sure that Compeyson pays for what he has done — even if it means further punishment for himself. Although he is a criminal, Magwitch helps those who help him and tries to avoid getting innocent people into trouble. He also admits to the crimes he has committed. From the blacksmith's. Although, technically, it is Pip who does the stealing, Magwitch does not want the boy who has helped him getting into trouble. So he nobly takes the blame upon himself. Magwitch shows that given the right opportunities in life, he could be a productive and useful member of society.

He also carries through any plans which he makes. But I held to it, and the harder it was, the stronger I held, for I was determined, and my mind firm made up. At last I done it.

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Dear boy, I done it! Magwitch knows that returning from Australia will mean certain death if he is caught. Magwitch's greatest wish is to see Pip as a gentleman and he will let nothing stand in the way of that. Although he is a hardened criminal, Magwitch has a tender heart and becomes increasingly affectionate towards Pip.