1 Good morning, sir, much obliged.
2 It was a rimy morning, and very damp.
3 You bring me, to-morrow morning early, that file and them wittles.
4 It was in the early morning after my arrival that I entertained this speculation.
5 In the same early morning, I discovered a singular affinity between seeds and corduroys.
6 I also went to the coach-office and took my place for seven o'clock on Saturday morning.
7 But, morning once more brightened my view, and I extended my clemency to Biddy, and we dropped the subject.
8 For months afterwards, I every day settled the question finally in the negative, and reopened and reargued it next morning.
9 I was afraid to sleep, even if I had been inclined, for I knew that at the first faint dawn of morning I must rob the pantry.
10 I said that I would get him the file, and I would get him what broken bits of food I could, and I would come to him at the Battery, early in the morning.
11 So, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, passed; and on Friday morning I went to Mr. Pumblechook's, to put on my new clothes and pay my visit to Miss Havisham.
12 But I began packing that same afternoon, and wildly packed up things that I knew I should want next morning, in a fiction that there was not a moment to be lost.
13 The felicitous idea occurred to me a morning or two later when I woke, that the best step I could take towards making myself uncommon was to get out of Biddy everything she knew.
14 But when, in the clearer light of next morning, I began to reconsider the matter and to hear it discussed around me on all sides, I took another view of the case, which was more reasonable.
15 My state of mind, as I have described it, began before I was up in the morning, and lasted long after the subject had died out, and had ceased to be mentioned saving on exceptional occasions.
16 For you do not know that Uncle Pumblechook, being sensible that for anything we can tell, this boy's fortune may be made by his going to Miss Havisham's, has offered to take him into town to-night in his own chaise-cart, and to keep him to-night, and to take him with his own hands to Miss Havisham's to-morrow morning.
17 At once ferocious and maudlin, I was made to murder my uncle with no extenuating circumstances whatever; Millwood put me down in argument, on every occasion; it became sheer monomania in my master's daughter to care a button for me; and all I can say for my gasping and procrastinating conduct on the fatal morning, is, that it was worthy of the general feebleness of my character.
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