1 Miss Sarah Pocket came to the gate.
2 "Pray come in," said Mr. Pocket, Junior.
3 "Dear Miss Havisham," said Miss Sarah Pocket.
4 But the thing is," said Herbert Pocket, "that you look about you.
5 Herbert Pocket had a frank and easy way with him that was very taking.
6 Sarah Pocket conducted me down, as if I were a ghost who must be seen out.
7 She quite gloated on these questions and answers, so keen was her enjoyment of Sarah Pocket's jealous dismay.
8 We arrived there at two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and had very little way to walk to Mr. Pocket's house.
9 I said "Good by, Miss Pocket;" but she merely stared, and did not seem collected enough to know that I had spoken.
10 But again there came upon me, for my relief, that odd impression that Herbert Pocket would never be very successful or rich.
11 Sarah Pocket came to the gate, and positively reeled back when she saw me so changed; her walnut-shell countenance likewise turned from brown to green and yellow.
12 I found Miss Sarah Pocket still on duty at the gate; I found Miss Havisham just as I had left her, and she spoke of Estella in the very same way, if not in the very same words.
13 Sarah Pocket and Georgiana contended who should remain last; but Sarah was too knowing to be outdone, and ambled round Georgiana with that artful slipperiness that the latter was obliged to take precedence.
14 She looked at Sarah Pocket with triumph in her weird eyes, and so I left my fairy godmother, with both her hands on her crutch stick, standing in the midst of the dimly lighted room beside the rotten bride-cake that was hidden in cobwebs.
15 Mr. Pocket, Junior's, idea of Shortly was not mine, for I had nearly maddened myself with looking out for half an hour, and had written my name with my finger several times in the dirt of every pane in the window, before I heard footsteps on the stairs.
16 Miss Sarah Pocket, whom I now saw to be a little dry, brown, corrugated old woman, with a small face that might have been made of walnut-shells, and a large mouth like a cat's without the whiskers, supported this position by saying, "No, indeed, my dear."
17 I was to go to "Barnard's Inn," to young Mr. Pocket's rooms, where a bed had been sent in for my accommodation; I was to remain with young Mr. Pocket until Monday; on Monday I was to go with him to his father's house on a visit, that I might try how I liked it.
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