1 This is the end of the first stage of Pip's expectations.
2 It is a present to you on this day, in earnest of your expectations.
3 I wavered again, and began to think here were greater expectations than my own.
4 I would not have been the cause of that look of hers for all my expectations in a heap.
5 You will have no objection, I dare say, to your great expectations being encumbered with that easy condition.
6 So imperfect was this realization of the first of my great expectations, that I looked in dismay at Mr. Wemmick.
7 That person is the person from whom you derive your expectations, and the secret is solely held by that person and by me.
8 As I had grown accustomed to my expectations, I had insensibly begun to notice their effect upon myself and those around me.
9 You must know that, although I have used the term 'expectations' more than once, you are not endowed with expectations only.'
10 Not another word had I heard to enlighten me on the subject of my expectations, and my twenty-third birthday was a week gone.
11 It was the only good thing I had done, and the only completed thing I had done, since I was first apprised of my great expectations.
12 But whether Joe knew how poor I was, and how my great expectations had all dissolved, like our own marsh mists before the sun, I could not understand.
13 It would all come out in good time, I observed, and in the meanwhile nothing was to be said, save that I had come into great expectations from a mysterious patron.
14 That is to say, supposing I had had no expectations, and yet had had Estella to think of, I could not make out to my satisfaction that I should have done much better.
15 I alluded to the advantages I had derived in my first rawness and ignorance from his society, and I confessed that I feared I had but ill repaid them, and that he might have done better without me and my expectations.
16 At length, the thing being done, and he having that day entered Clarriker's House, and he having talked to me for a whole evening in a flush of pleasure and success, I did really cry in good earnest when I went to bed, to think that my expectations had done some good to somebody.
17 Miserably I went to bed after all, and miserably thought of Estella, and miserably dreamed that my expectations were all cancelled, and that I had to give my hand in marriage to Herbert's Clara, or play Hamlet to Miss Havisham's Ghost, before twenty thousand people, without knowing twenty words of it.
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