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Chapter 12

           WhethermyrmidonsofJustice,speciallysentdownfromLondon,wouldbelyinginambushbehindthegate;—whetherMissHavisham,preferringtotakepersonalvengeanceforanoutragedonetoherhouse,mightriseinthosegrave-clothesofhers,drawapistol,andshootmedead:—whethersubornedboys—anumerousbandofmercenaries—mightbeengagedtofalluponmeinthebrewery,andcuffmeuntilIwasnomore;—itwashightestimonytomyconfidenceinthespiritofthepaleyounggentleman,thatIneverimaginedhimaccessorytotheseretaliations;theyalwayscameintomymindastheactsofinjudiciousrelativesofhis,goadedonbythestateofhisvisageandanindignantsympathywiththefamilyfeatures.

           However,gotoMissHavisham’sImust,andgoIdid.Andbehold!nothingcameofthelatestruggle.Itwasnotalludedtoinanyway,andnopaleyounggentlemanwastobediscoveredonthepremises.Ifoundthesamegateopen,andIexploredthegarden,andevenlookedinatthewindowsofthedetachedhouse;butmyviewwassuddenlystoppedbytheclosedshutterswithin,andallwaslifeless.OnlyinthecornerwherethecombathadtakenplacecouldIdetectanyevidenceoftheyounggentleman’sexistence.Thereweretracesofhisgoreinthatspot,andIcoveredthemwithgarden-mouldfromtheeyeofman.

           OnthebroadlandingbetweenMissHavisham’sownroomandthatotherroominwhichthelongtablewaslaidout,Isawagarden-chair—alightchaironwheels,thatyoupushedfrombehind.

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