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While that was in course of being done, I looked on at Wemmick as he wrote, and Mr. Jaggers, poising and swaying himself on his well-polished boots, looked on at me. "I am sorry, Pip," said he, as I put the check in my pocket, when he had signed it, "that we do nothing for you." "Miss Havisham was good enough to ask me," I returned, "whether she could do nothing for me, and I told her No."
Help us to get him, will you?" "Want me to look behind me, an' then ye'll jump me, hey?" leered Dan Jaggers. "That won't work." The newcomer grinned broadly, then shot forward. Ere Jaggers could change his mind he felt himself clasped from behind, a pair of strong hands joined over his windpipe, his body thus bound securely to the tree. "He help!" sputtered the victim of this attack.
"She's got nothing up against her as I know of," said Jaggers in his austere way. "There's Moonlighter, the Irishman, of course." "He can't stay," said Chukkers briefly. "And Gee-Woa-There, the Doncaster horse." "He can't gallop." "And Kingfisher, the West country crack." "He beats himself jumpin'." "And that's about the lot only the Putnam horse," continued the trainer.
This letter was sent by the hand of a sort of managing clerk, one Jaggers, who was at the same time commissioned to tell Robert that he could, if he chose, obtain a situation in a house at Liverpool, where his father's interest was sufficient to secure him a clerkship at a very moderate salary.
Joseph Woods opens the packet. "Just count that, young man, while I look at these." He peruses the papers handed him, with interest. Jaggers follows him. "This is all you have. Anything else in the office?" says Woods. "Not a scratch. Colonel, I thought they would come in handy." Jaggers' work is done. "Take care of your money, my lad. It is yours," says Woods.
Now, I look at you, sir, I shouldn't wonder if you might be planning and contriving to have a pleasant home of your own one of these days, when you're tired of all this work." Mr. Jaggers nodded his head retrospectively two or three times, and actually drew a sigh.
"Which makes it more surprising in my son," said the old man, "for he was not brought up to the Law, but to the Wine-Coopering." Curious to know how the old gentleman stood informed concerning the reputation of Mr. Jaggers, I roared that name at him. He threw me into the greatest confusion by laughing heartily and replying in a very sprightly manner, "No, to be sure; you're right."
Jaggers. I have heard about it, Pip. So you go to-morrow?" "Yes, Miss Havisham." "And you are adopted by a rich person?" "Yes, Miss Havisham." "Not named?" "No, Miss Havisham." "And Mr. Jaggers is made your guardian?" "Yes, Miss Havisham." She quite gloated on these questions and answers, so keen was her enjoyment of Sarah Pocket's jealous dismay.
Ikey got into his car and rolled away through the dust toward Brighton. The other three men strolled back to the yard. "Bar accidents, there's only one you've got to fear," said Joses. "And that's the Putnam horse," put in Jaggers. "How's he comin' along?" asked the jockey. "Great guns," the fat man replied. "Think he's a Berserk?" asked Jaggers. "I know it," said Joses. "Stolen jump.
This conclusion, reached by a feat of a priori reasoning, was due to the ingenuity of an English engineer called Jaggers, and it was verified by the fact that a system having this mechanical basis was ultimately, with astounding success, played by a syndicate of persons who, before the officials of the Casino managed to detect its nature, had won no less than eighty thousand pounds between them.
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