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Chapter 40

           Icouldnotbringmyselftobearthesightofhim,andIthoughthehadaworselookbydaylight.

           "Idonotevenknow,"saidI,speakinglowashetookhisseatatthetable,"bywhatnametocallyou.Ihavegivenoutthatyouaremyuncle."

           "That’sit,dearboy!Callmeuncle."

           "Youassumedsomename,Isuppose,onboardship?"

           "Yes,dearboy.ItookthenameofProvis."

           "Doyoumeantokeepthatname?"

           "Why,yes,dearboy,it’sasgoodasanotherunlessyou’dlikeanother."

           "Whatisyourrealname?"Iaskedhiminawhisper.

           "Magwitch,"heanswered,inthesametone;"chrisen’dAbel."

           "Whatwereyoubroughtuptobe?"

           "Awarmint,dearboy."

           Heansweredquiteseriously,andusedthewordasifitdenotedsomeprofession.

           "WhenyoucameintotheTemplelastnight—"saidI,pausingtowonderwhetherthatcouldreallyhavebeenlastnight,whichseemedsolongago.

           "Yes,dearboy?"

           "Whenyoucameinatthegateandaskedthewatchmanthewayhere,hadyouanyonewithyou?"

           "Withme?No,dearboy."

           "Buttherewassomeonethere?"

           "Ididn’ttakeparticularnotice,"hesaid,dubiously,"notknowingthewaysoftheplace.ButIthinktherewasaperson,too,comeinalongerme.

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