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Great Expectations

Great Expectations

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Chapter 1 

Word Count: 1826    |    Released on: 18/11/2017

my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more exp

nes. The shape of the letters on my father's, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark man, with curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription, `Also Georgiana Wife of the Above,' I drew a childish conclusion that my mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each about a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a

ith nettles was the churchyard; and that Philip Pirrip, late of this parish, and also Georgiana wife of the above, were dead and buried; and that Alexander, Bartholomew, Abraham, Tobias, and Roger, infant children of the aforesaid, were also dead and buried; and that the dark flat wilderness beyond the churchyard, int

d up from among the graves at the side of the church porch

und his head. A man who had been soaked in water, and smothered in mud, and lamed by stones, and cut by flints, and stung by nettles,

sir,' I pleaded in terror

name!' said th

p,

he man, staring at

Pip,

ive,' said the man.

e flat in-shore among the alder-trees and

d. When the church came to itself - for he was so sudden and strong that he made it go head over heels before me, and I saw the steeple

man, licking his lips, `wh

h I was at that time undersize

e man, with a threatening shake of his

tighter to the tombstone on which he had put me; partly,

said the man. `Wh

sir!'

t run, and stopped and

explained. `Also Georg

ck. `And is that your fa

I; `him too; late

ye live with - supposin' you're kindly let t

Gargery - wife of Joe Garg

said he. And looke

took me by both arms, and tilted me back as far as he could hold me; so that his eye

estion being whether you're to be l

s,

now what w

s,

a little more, so as to give me a gr

' He tilted me again. `You bring 'em both to me.' He tilted me ag

th hands, and said, `If you would kindly please to let me keep uprigh

over its own weather-cock. Then, he held me by the arms, in an uprigh

r liver shall be tore out, roasted and ate. Now, I ain't alone, as you may think I am. There's a young man hid with me, in comparison with which young man I am a Angel. That young man hears the words I speak. That young man has a secret way pecooliar to himself, of getting at a boy, and at his heart, and at his liver. It is in wain for a boy to attempt to hide himself from that young man. A boy

et him what broken bits of food I could, and I woul

ou dead if you don

and he to

at you've undertook, and you rememb

ight, sir,'

about him over the cold wet flat

church wall. As I saw him go, picking his way among the nettles, and among the brambles that bound the green mounds, he looked in my young eyes

ce towards home, and made the best use of my legs. But presently I looked over my shoulder, and saw him going on again towards the river, still hugging himself in both arm

he prospect that seemed to be standing upright; one of these was the beacon by which the sailors steered - like an unhooped cask upon a pole - an ugly thing when you were near it; the other a gibbet, with some chains hanging to it which had once held a pirate. The man was limping on towards this latter, as if he were the pirate come to life,

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