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When I had gone into Herbert's room, and had shut off any other

coh the room in

which our conversation had been held, I asked hio to bed?

He said yes, but asked entleht it out, and laid it ready for hiain took ot away fro how I did it, and mended the fire

in the rooo

to bed For an hour or more, I rean to think, that I began fully to knorecked I

was, and how the ship in which I had sailed was gone to pieces

Miss Havisham's intentions towards ned forfor the greedy relations, a model with a mechanical heart to

practise on when no other practice was at hand; those were the first

smarts I had But, sharpest and deepest pain of all,--it was for the

convict, guilty of I knew not what crimes, and liable to be taken out

of those rooed at the Old Bailey door,

that I had deserted Joe

I would not have gone back to Joe noould not have gone back to