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Seth demanded, grown restive under Pip's accusing gaze. "You, of course!" "But I haven't been up to any game." "You can't stuff me with that kind of talk, 'cause I've got it down here in black an' white." "Got what down?" Tim asked impatiently. "If there's anything wrong, why don't you come out with it like a man, an' not stand there like a dummy?"
Two big tears trickled down again. "They MIGHT have stayed in," she said with a sob. "They might have known I should try to come. Where are they?" "Pip's gone fishing," he said, "and Nell's carrying the basket for him. And Baby's at the Courtneys', and Esther's gone to town with the General. Oh, and Meg's ill in bed, because her stays were too tight last night and she fainted."
Don't hit too hard!" shouted a warning voice from the closet. "Booh-ooh-ooh!" went Pip. "I didn't hit you hard," explained the "principal of the academy," as he had several times called himself. "You mustn't be a-foolin' in school. If you were in a real school you would get worse whippings than that." Pip's only answer was, "Booh-ooh-ooh!" "Wort, come here.
Now upon the second lowering, the boat paddled upon the whale; and as the fish received the darted iron, it gave its customary rap, which happened, in this instance, to be right under poor Pip's seat.
But just how much sadder or how much wiser he never dreamed. Three Hundred Miles in the Train They filled a whole compartment at least there was one seat vacant, but people seemed shy of taking it after a rapid survey of them all. The whole seven of them, and only Esther as bodyguard Esther in a pink blouse an sailor hat, with a face as bright and mischievous as Pip's own.
I am glad you can make yourself useful, after all," he said. "Yes, Father." Meg stitched on industriously. He went back to his study, where Pip's head was at a studious, absorbed angle, and pyramids of books and sheaves of paper were on the table. He wrote two more letters, and there came a little knock at the door. "Come in," he called; and there entered Nell.
Pip's mother said, beginning on her breakfast with one long sigh. "Oh, my dear ! He's sleeping like a baby, God bless him, and dear old Fred is sleeping, too. Oh, Harriet, to go about the house, as I just have, covering Nammy and the girls, and feeling that we're all going to be together again, in a few days my dear, I don't know what I've done to be so blessed!
Now upon the second lowering, the boat paddled upon the whale; and as the fish received the darted iron, it gave its customary rap, which happened, in this instance, to be right under poor Pip's seat.
I was put in irons, brought to trial again, and sent for life. I didn't stop for life, dear boy and Pip's comrade, being here." "He wiped himself again, as he had done before, and then slowly took his tangle of tobacco from his pocket, and plucked his pipe from his button-hole, and slowly filled it, and began to smoke. "Is he dead?" I asked, after a silence. "Is who dead, dear boy?" "Compeyson."
The table was not very tempting, certainly; the cloth looked as if it had been flung on, the china was much chipped and battered, the tea was very weak, and there was nothing to eat but great thick slices of bread and butter. Still, it was the usual tea, and everyone seemed surprised at Pip's outburst.
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