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1"When that person discloses," said Mr. Jaggers, straightening himself, "you and that person will settle your own
2affairs. When that person discloses, my part in this business will cease and determine. When that person discloses, it
3will not be necessary for me to know anything about it. And that's all I have got to say." We looked at one another
4until I withdrew my eyes, and looked thoughtfully at the floor. From this last speech I derived the notion that Miss
5Havisham, for some reason or no reason, had not taken him into her confidence as to her designing me for Estella; that
6he resented this, and felt a jealousy about it; or that he really did object to that scheme, and would have nothing to
7do with it. When I raised my eyes again, I found that he had been shrewdly looking at me all the time, and was doing so
8still. "If that is all you have to say, sir," I remarked, "there can be nothing left for me to say." He nodded assent,
9and pulled out his thief-dreaded watch, and asked me where I was going to dine? I replied at my own chambers, with
10Herbert. As a necessary sequence, I asked him if he would favour us with his company, and he promptly accepted the
11invitation. But he insisted on walking home with me, in order that I might make no extra preparation for him, and first
12he had a letter or two to write, and (of course) had his hands to wash. So I said I would go into the outer office and
13talk to Wemmick. The fact was, that when the five hundred pounds had come into my pocket, a thought had come into my
14head which had been often there before; and it appeared to me that Wemmick was a good person to advise with concerning
15such thought. He had already locked up his safe, and made preparations for going home. He had left his desk, brought out
16his two greasy office candlesticks and stood them in line with the snuffers on a slab near the door, ready to be
17extinguished; he had raked his fire low, put his hat and great-coat ready, and was beating himself all over the chest
18with his safe-key, as an athletic exercise after business. "Mr. Wemmick," said I, "I want to ask your opinion. I am very
19desirous to serve a friend." Wemmick tightened his post-office and shook his head, as if his opinion were dead against
20any fatal weakness of that sort. "This friend," I pursued, "is trying to get on in commercial life, but has no money,
21and finds it difficult and disheartening to make a beginning. Now I want somehow to help him to a beginning." "With
22money down?" said Wemmick, in a tone drier than any sawdust. "With some money down," I replied, for an uneasy
23remembrance shot across me of that symmetrical bundle of papers at home--"with some money down, and perhaps some
24anticipation of my expectations." "Mr. Pip," said Wemmick, "I should like just to run over with you on my fingers, if
25you please, the names of the various bridges up as high as Chelsea Reach. Let's see; there's London, one; Southwark,
26two; Blackfriars, three; Waterloo, four; Westminster, five; Vauxhall, six." He had checked off each bridge in its turn,
27with the handle of his safe-key on the palm of his hand. "There's as many as six, you see, to choose from." "I don't
28understand you," said I. "Choose your bridge, Mr. Pip," returned Wemmick, "and take a walk upon your bridge, and pitch
29your money into the Thames over the centre arch of your bridge, and you know the end of it. Serve a friend with it, and
30you may know the end of it too,--but it's a less pleasant and profitable end." I could have posted a newspaper in his
31mouth, he made it so wide after saying this. "This is very discouraging," said I. "Meant to be so," said Wemmick. "Then
32is it your opinion," I inquired, with some little indignation, "that a man should never--" "--Invest portable property
33in a friend?" said Wemmick. "Certainly he should not. Unless he wants to get rid of the friend,--and then it becomes a
34question how much portable property it may be worth to get rid of him." "And that," said I, "is your deliberate opinion,
35Mr. Wemmick?" "That," he returned, "is my deliberate opinion in this office." "Ah!" said I, pressing him, for I thought
36I saw him near a loophole here; "but would that be your opinion at Walworth?" "Mr. Pip," he replied, with gravity,
37"Walworth is one place, and this office is another. Much as the Aged is one person, and Mr. Jaggers is another. They
38must not be confounded together. My Walworth sentiments must be taken at Walworth; none but my official sentiments can
39be taken in this office." "Very well," said I, much relieved, "then I shall look you up at Walworth, you may depend upon
40it." "Mr. Pip," he returned, "you will be welcome there, in a private and personal capacity." We had held this
41conversation in a low voice, well knowing my guardian's ears to be the sharpest of the sharp. As he now appeared in his
42doorway, towelling his hands, Wemmick got on his great-coat and stood by to snuff out the candles. We all three went
43into the street together, and from the door-step Wemmick turned his way, and Mr. Jaggers and I turned ours. I could not
44help wishing more than once that evening, that Mr. Jaggers had had an Aged in Gerrard Street, or a Stinger, or a
45Something, or a Somebody, to unbend his brows a little. It was an uncomfortable consideration on a twenty-first
46birthday, that coming of age at all seemed hardly worth while in such a guarded and suspicious world as he made of it.
47He was a thousand times better informed and cleverer than Wemmick, and yet I would a thousand times rather have had
48Wemmick to dinner. And Mr. Jaggers made not me alone intensely melancholy, because, after he was gone, Herbert said of
49himself, with his eyes fixed on the fire, that he thought he must have committed a felony and forgotten the details of
50it, he felt so dejected and guilty.
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