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1After two or three days, when I had established myself in my room and had gone backwards and forwards to London several
2times, and had ordered all I wanted of my tradesmen, Mr. Pocket and I had a long talk together. He knew more of my
3intended career than I knew myself, for he referred to his having been told by Mr. Jaggers that I was not designed for
4any profession, and that I should be well enough educated for my destiny if I could "hold my own" with the average of
5young men in prosperous circumstances. I acquiesced, of course, knowing nothing to the contrary. He advised my attending
6certain places in London, for the acquisition of such mere rudiments as I wanted, and my investing him with the
7functions of explainer and director of all my studies. He hoped that with intelligent assistance I should meet with
8little to discourage me, and should soon be able to dispense with any aid but his. Through his way of saying this, and
9much more to similar purpose, he placed himself on confidential terms with me in an admirable manner; and I may state at
10once that he was always so zealous and honourable in fulfilling his compact with me, that he made me zealous and
11honourable in fulfilling mine with him. If he had shown indifference as a master, I have no doubt I should have returned
12the compliment as a pupil; he gave me no such excuse, and each of us did the other justice. Nor did I ever regard him as
13having anything ludicrous about him--or anything but what was serious, honest, and good--in his tutor communication with
14me. When these points were settled, and so far carried out as that I had begun to work in earnest, it occurred to me
15that if I could retain my bedroom in Barnard's Inn, my life would be agreeably varied, while my manners would be none
16the worse for Herbert's society. Mr. Pocket did not object to this arrangement, but urged that before any step could
17possibly be taken in it, it must be submitted to my guardian. I felt that this delicacy arose out of the consideration
18that the plan would save Herbert some expense, so I went off to Little Britain and imparted my wish to Mr. Jaggers. "If
19I could buy the furniture now hired for me," said I, "and one or two other little things, I should be quite at home
20there." "Go it!" said Mr. Jaggers, with a short laugh. "I told you you'd get on. Well! How much do you want?" I said I
21didn't know how much. "Come!" retorted Mr. Jaggers. "How much? Fifty pounds?" "O, not nearly so much." "Five pounds?"
22said Mr. Jaggers. This was such a great fall, that I said in discomfiture, "O, more than that." "More than that, eh!"
23retorted Mr. Jaggers, lying in wait for me, with his hands in his pockets, his head on one side, and his eyes on the
24wall behind me; "how much more?" "It is so difficult to fix a sum," said I, hesitating. "Come!" said Mr. Jaggers. "Let's
25get at it. Twice five; will that do? Three times five; will that do? Four times five; will that do?" I said I thought
26that would do handsomely. "Four times five will do handsomely, will it?" said Mr. Jaggers, knitting his brows. "Now,
27what do you make of four times five?" "What do I make of it?" "Ah!" said Mr. Jaggers; "how much?" "I suppose you make it
28twenty pounds," said I, smiling. "Never mind what I make it, my friend," observed Mr. Jaggers, with a knowing and
29contradictory toss of his head. "I want to know what you make it." "Twenty pounds, of course." "Wemmick!" said Mr.
30Jaggers, opening his office door. "Take Mr. Pip's written order, and pay him twenty pounds." This strongly marked way of
31doing business made a strongly marked impression on me, and that not of an agreeable kind. Mr. Jaggers never laughed;
32but he wore great bright creaking boots, and, in poising himself on these boots, with his large head bent down and his
33eyebrows joined together, awaiting an answer, he sometimes caused the boots to creak, as if they laughed in a dry and
34suspicious way. As he happened to go out now, and as Wemmick was brisk and talkative, I said to Wemmick that I hardly
35knew what to make of Mr. Jaggers's manner. "Tell him that, and he'll take it as a compliment," answered Wemmick; "he
36don't mean that you should know what to make of it.--Oh!" for I looked surprised, "it's not personal; it's professional:
37only professional." Wemmick was at his desk, lunching--and crunching--on a dry hard biscuit; pieces of which he threw
38from time to time into his slit of a mouth, as if he were posting them. "Always seems to me," said Wemmick, "as if he
39had set a man-trap and was watching it. Suddenly--click--you're caught!" Without remarking that man-traps were not among
40the amenities of life, I said I supposed he was very skilful? "Deep," said Wemmick, "as Australia." Pointing with his
41pen at the office floor, to express that Australia was understood, for the purposes of the figure, to be symmetrically
42on the opposite spot of the globe. "If there was anything deeper," added Wemmick, bringing his pen to paper, "he'd be
43it." Then, I said I supposed he had a fine business, and Wemmick said, "Ca-pi-tal!" Then I asked if there were many
44clerks? to which he replied,-- "We don't run much into clerks, because there's only one Jaggers, and people won't have
45him at second hand. There are only four of us. Would you like to see 'em? You are one of us, as I may say." I accepted
46the offer. When Mr. Wemmick had put all the biscuit into the post, and had paid me my money from a cash-box in a safe,
47the key of which safe he kept somewhere down his back and produced from his coat-collar like an iron-pigtail, we went
48upstairs. The house was dark and shabby, and the greasy shoulders that had left their mark in Mr. Jaggers's room seemed
49to have been shuffling up and down the staircase for years. In the front first floor, a clerk who looked something
50between a publican and a rat-catcher--a large pale, puffed, swollen man--was attentively engaged with three or four
51people of shabby appearance, whom he treated as unceremoniously as everybody seemed to be treated who contributed to Mr.
52Jaggers's coffers. "Getting evidence together," said Mr. Wemmick, as we came out, "for the Bailey." In the room over
53that, a little flabby terrier of a clerk with dangling hair (his cropping seemed to have been forgotten when he was a
54puppy) was similarly engaged with a man with weak eyes, whom Mr. Wemmick presented to me as a smelter who kept his pot
55always boiling, and who would melt me anything I pleased,--and who was in an excessive white-perspiration, as if he had
56been trying his art on himself. In a back room, a high-shouldered man with a face-ache tied up in dirty flannel, who was
57dressed in old black clothes that bore the appearance of having been waxed, was stooping over his work of making fair
58copies of the notes of the other two gentlemen, for Mr. Jaggers's own use. This was all the establishment. When we went
59downstairs again, Wemmick led me into my guardian's room, and said, "This you've seen already." "Pray," said I, as the
60two odious casts with the twitchy leer upon them caught my sight again, "whose likenesses are those?" "These?" said
61Wemmick, getting upon a chair, and blowing the dust off the horrible heads before bringing them down. "These are two
62celebrated ones. Famous clients of ours that got us a world of credit. This chap (why you must have come down in the
63night and been peeping into the inkstand, to get this blot upon your eyebrow, you old rascal!) murdered his master, and,
64considering that he wasn't brought up to evidence, didn't plan it badly." "Is it like him?" I asked, recoiling from the
65brute, as Wemmick spat upon his eyebrow and gave it a rub with his sleeve. "Like him? It's himself, you know. The cast
66was made in Newgate, directly after he was taken down. You had a particular fancy for me, hadn't you, Old Artful?" said
67Wemmick. He then explained this affectionate apostrophe, by touching his brooch representing the lady and the weeping
68willow at the tomb with the urn upon it, and saying, "Had it made for me, express!" "Is the lady anybody?" said I.
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