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feeling shamefaced embarrassment. The visitors remained for some time, and
after they left Miss Havisham directed us to play cards as before, and as
before, Estella treated me with cold scorn. After half a dozen games, a
day was set for my return, and I was taken into the yard to be fed in the
former dog-like manner. Prowling about, I scrambled over the wall into the
deserted garden that I had seen from the window. I supposed the house
belonging to it was empty, and to my surprise I was confronted by the
vision of a pale young gentleman with red eyelids and light hair, in a
window, who speedily came down and stood beside me.


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