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The gentleman beckoned him out of his place, and said: "You have an
apprentice called Pip. Is he here?"

To this I responded in the affirmative. The stranger did not recognise me,
but I recognised him as the gentleman I had met on the stairs on my second
visit to Miss Havisham. I had known him from the moment I had first been
confronted with his bushy eyebrows and black eyes.

"I wish to have a private conference with you both," he said. "Perhaps we
had better go to your house to have it."

So, in a wondering silence, we walked away with him towards home, and when
we got there Joe let us in by the front door, and our conference was held


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