"Pip, I have often thought of you."
"Have you?"
"Yes,very often."
"And you have a place in my heart,too." I said.
I took her hands in my mine,and we walked out of the ruined place.I saw no sign of another parting from her.
The man looked at Pip disapprovingly and said, "What is a poor waif like you doing in this house?" Pip was hurt at this insult, but answered politely, "Miss Havisham has invited me, sir."
"Dear boy, God bless you," he whispered, as I sat down by the bed. "You never left me even when there was danger. You stayed near me when the dark clouds gathered. This has been the best part of my life."
Her kim tarafından yetiştirilmiş olurlarsa olsunlar, çocukların varlıklarını sürdürdükleri küçücük dünyalarında, haksızlık kadar derinden hissedilip derinden algılanan bir şey yoktur.