"Biddy," said I, when I talked with her after dinner, as her little girl lay sleeping in her lap, "you must give Pip to me one of the days; or lend him, at all events."
"No, no," said Biddy, gently. "You must marry."
"So Herbert and Clara say, but I don''t think I shall, Biddy. I have so ttled down in their home, that it''s not at all likely. I am already quite an old bachelor."
Biddy looked down at her child, and put its little hand to her lips, and then put the good matronly hand with whibsp;she had touched it into mine. There was something in the a, and in the light pressure of Biddy''s wedding-ring, that had a very pretty eloquenbsp;in it.
"Dear Pip," said Biddy, "you are sure you don''t fret for her?"
"O no,—I think not, Biddy."
"Tell me as an old, old friend. Have you quite fotten her?
"My dear Biddy, I have fotten nothing in my life that ever had a foremost plabsp;there, and little that ever had any plabsp;there. But that poor dream, as I onbsp;ud to call it, has all gone by, Biddy,—all gone by!"
"Biddy," said I, when I talked with her after dinner, as her little girl lay sleeping in her lap, "you must give Pip to me one of the days; or lend him, at all events."
"No, no," said Biddy, gently. "You must marry."
"So Herbert and Clara say, but I don''t think I shall, Biddy. I have so ttled down in their home, that it''s not at all likely. I am already quite an old bachelor."
Biddy looked down at her child, and put its little hand to her lips, and then put the good matronly hand with whibsp;she had touched it into mine. There was something in the a, and in the light pressure of Biddy''s wedding-ring, that had a very pretty eloquenbsp;in it.
"Dear Pip," said Biddy, "you are sure you don''t fret for her?"
"O no,—I think not, Biddy."
"Tell me as an old, old friend. Have you quite fotten her?
"My dear Biddy, I have fotten nothing in my life that ever had a foremost plabsp;there, and little that ever had any plabsp;there. But that poor dream, as I onbsp;ud to call it, has all gone by, Biddy,—all gone by!"
heless, I knew, while I said tho words, that I cretly intended to revisit the site of the old hou that evening, alone, for her sake. Yes, even so. For Estella''s sake.
I had heard of her as leading a most unhappy life, and as being parated from her husband, who had ud her with great cruelty, and who had bee quite renowned as a pound of pride, avaribsp;brutality, and meanness. And I had heard of the death of her husband, from an act quent on his ill-treatment of a hor. This relea had befallen her some two years before; for anything I knew, she was married again.