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When
this
same
Matthew
was
mentioned
,
Miss
Havisham
stopped
me
and
herself
,
and
stood
looking
at
the
speaker
.
This
change
had
a
great
influence
in
bringing
Camilla
’
s
chemistry
to
a
sudden
end
.
"
Matthew
will
come
and
see
me
at
last
,
"
said
Miss
Havisham
,
sternly
,
when
I
am
laid
on
that
table
.
That
will
be
his
place
—
there
,
"
striking
the
table
with
her
stick
,
"
at
my
head
!
And
yours
will
be
there
!
And
your
husband
’
s
there
!
And
Sarah
Pocket
’
s
there
!
And
Georgiana
’
s
there
!
Now
you
all
know
where
to
take
your
stations
when
you
come
to
feast
upon
me
.
And
now
go
!
"
At
the
mention
of
each
name
,
she
had
struck
the
table
with
her
stick
in
a
new
place
.
She
now
said
,
"
Walk
me
,
walk
me
!
"
and
we
went
on
again
.
"
I
suppose
there
’
s
nothing
to
be
done
,
"
exclaimed
Camilla
,
"
but
comply
and
depart
.
It
’
s
something
to
have
seen
the
object
of
one
’
s
love
and
duty
for
even
so
short
a
time
.
I
shall
think
of
it
with
a
melancholy
satisfaction
when
I
wake
up
in
the
night
.
I
wish
Matthew
could
have
that
comfort
,
but
he
sets
it
at
defiance
.
I
am
determined
not
to
make
a
display
of
my
feelings
,
but
it
’
s
very
hard
to
be
told
one
wants
to
feast
on
one
’
s
relations
—
as
if
one
was
a
Giant
—
and
to
be
told
to
go
.
The
bare
idea
!
"
Mr
.
Camilla
interposing
,
as
Mrs
.
Camilla
laid
her
hand
upon
her
heaving
bosom
,
that
lady
assumed
an
unnatural
fortitude
of
manner
which
I
supposed
to
be
expressive
of
an
intention
to
drop
and
choke
when
out
of
view
,
and
kissing
her
hand
to
Miss
Havisham
,
was
escorted
forth
.
Sarah
Pocket
and
Georgiana
contended
who
should
remain
last
;
but
Sarah
was
too
knowing
to
be
outdone
,
and
ambled
round
Georgiana
with
that
artful
slipperiness
that
the
latter
was
obliged
to
take
precedence
.
Sarah
Pocket
then
made
her
separate
effect
of
departing
with
,
"
Bless
you
,
Miss
Havisham
dear
!
"
and
with
a
smile
of
forgiving
pity
on
her
walnut
-
shell
countenance
for
the
weaknesses
of
the
rest
.
While
Estella
was
away
lighting
them
down
,
Miss
Havisham
still
walked
with
her
hand
on
my
shoulder
,
but
more
and
more
slowly
.
At
last
she
stopped
before
the
fire
,
and
said
,
after
muttering
and
looking
at
it
some
seconds
—
"
This
is
my
birthday
,
Pip
.
"
I
was
going
to
wish
her
many
happy
returns
,
when
she
lifted
her
stick
.
"
I
don
’
t
suffer
it
to
be
spoken
of
.
I
don
’
t
suffer
those
who
were
here
just
now
,
or
any
one
to
speak
of
it
.
They
come
here
on
the
day
,
but
they
dare
not
refer
to
it
.
"
