1 And then he took us home and hammered us.
2 But now I was frightened again, and ran home without stopping.
3 When I saw him turning, I set my face towards home, and made the best use of my legs.
4 I went straight to Mr. Pumblechook's, and was immensely relieved to find him not at home.
5 When I ran home from the churchyard, the forge was shut up, and Joe was sitting alone in the kitchen.
6 As I was sleepy before we were far away from the prison-ship, Joe took me on his back again and carried me home.
7 When I reached home, my sister was very curious to know all about Miss Havisham's, and asked a number of questions.
8 Meanwhile, councils went on in the kitchen at home, fraught with almost insupportable aggravation to my exasperated spirit.
9 When I got home at night, and delivered this message for Joe, my sister "went on the Rampage," in a more alarming degree than at any previous period.
10 Then I put the fastenings as I had found them, opened the door at which I had entered when I ran home last night, shut it, and ran for the misty marshes.
11 I had received strict orders from my sister to call for him at the Three Jolly Bargemen, that evening, on my way from school, and bring him home at my peril.
12 Not satisfied with a dry cleaning, she took to a pail and scrubbing-brush, and cleaned us out of house and home, so that we stood shivering in the back-yard.
13 I was very much afraid of him again, now that he had worked himself into this fierce hurry, and I was likewise very much afraid of keeping away from home any longer.
14 For some days, I even kept close at home, and looked out at the kitchen door with the greatest caution and trepidation before going on an errand, lest the officers of the County Jail should pounce upon me.
15 So, we had our slices served out, as if we were two thousand troops on a forced march instead of a man and boy at home; and we took gulps of milk and water, with apologetic countenances, from a jug on the dresser.
16 On the way home, if I had been in a humor for talking, the talk must have been all on my side, for Mr. Wopsle parted from us at the door of the Jolly Bargemen, and Joe went all the way home with his mouth wide open, to rinse the rum out with as much air as possible.
17 What with the birthday visitors, and what with the cards, and what with the fight, my stay had lasted so long, that when I neared home the light on the spit of sand off the point on the marshes was gleaming against a black night-sky, and Joe's furnace was flinging a path of fire across the road.
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