Большие ожидания

Chapter 17

           ButhowcouldI,apoordazedvillagelad,avoidthatwonderfulinconsistencyintowhichthebestandwisestofmenfalleveryday?

           "Itmaybeallquitetrue,"saidItoBiddy,"butIadmireherdreadfully."

           Inshort,IturnedoveronmyfacewhenIcametothat,andgotagoodgrasponthehaironeachsideofmyhead,andwrencheditwell.Allthewhileknowingthemadnessofmyhearttobesoverymadandmisplaced,thatIwasquiteconsciousitwouldhaveservedmyfaceright,ifIhadlifteditupbymyhair,andknockeditagainstthepebblesasapunishmentforbelongingtosuchanidiot.

           Biddywasthewisestofgirls,andshetriedtoreasonnomorewithme.Sheputherhand,whichwasacomfortablehandthoughroughenedbywork,uponmyhands,oneafteranother,andgentlytookthemoutofmyhair.Thenshesoftlypattedmyshoulderinasoothingway,whilewithmyfaceuponmysleeveIcriedalittleexactlyasIhaddoneinthebreweryyardandfeltvaguelyconvincedthatIwasverymuchill-usedbysomebody,orbyeverybody;Ican’tsaywhich.

           "Iamgladofonething,"saidBiddy,"andthatis,thatyouhavefeltyoucouldgivemeyourconfidence,Pip.AndIamgladofanotherthing,andthatis,thatofcourseyouknowyoumaydependuponmykeepingitandalwayssofardeservingit.Ifyourfirstteacher(dear!suchapoorone,andsomuchinneedofbeingtaughtherself!)hadbeenyourteacheratthepresenttime,shethinkssheknowswhatlessonshewouldset.

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