Great Expectations

Quite despairing of making my mind clear to Wemmick on this point, I

forbore to try.

"Time's up," said Wemmick, "and I must be off. If you had nothing more

pressing to do than to keep here till dark, that's what I should advise.

You look very much worried, and it would do you good to have a perfectly

quiet day with the Aged,--he'll be up presently,--and a little bit

of--you remember the pig?"

"Of course," said I.

"Well; and a little bit of him. That sausage you toasted was his, and

he was in all respects a first-rater. Do try him, if it is only for old

acquaintance sake. Good by, Aged Parent!" in a cheery shout.

"All right, John; all right, my boy!" piped the old man from within.

I soon fell asleep before Wemmick's fire, and the Aged and I enjoyed one

another's society by falling asleep before it more or less all day.

We had loin of pork for dinner, and greens grown on the estate; and

I nodded at the Aged with a good intention whenever I failed to do it

drowsily. When it was quite dark, I left the Aged preparing the fire for

toast; and I inferred from the number of teacups, as well as from his

glances at the two little doors in the wall, that Miss Skiffins was

expected.