| Estella was always about, and always let me in and out,but never told me I might kiss her again. Sometimes,she would coldly tolerate me; sometimes, she wouldcondescend to me; sometimes, she would be quitefamiliar with me; sometimes, she would tell meenergetically that she hated me. Miss Havisham wouldoften ask me in a whisper, or when we were alone,"Does she grow prettier and prettier, Pip?" And whenI said yes (for indeed she did), would seem to enjoyit greedily in secret. |
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