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1Some weeks passed without bringing any change. We waited for Wemmick, and he made no sign. If I had never known him out
2of Little Britain, and had never enjoyed the privilege of being on a familiar footing at the Castle, I might have
3doubted him; not so for a moment, knowing him as I did. My worldly affairs began to wear a gloomy appearance, and I was
4pressed for money by more than one creditor. Even I myself began to know the want of money (I mean of ready money in my
5own pocket), and to relieve it by converting some easily spared articles of jewelery into cash. But I had quite
6determined that it would be a heartless fraud to take more money from my patron in the existing state of my uncertain
7thoughts and plans. Therefore, I had sent him the unopened pocket-book by Herbert, to hold in his own keeping, and I
8felt a kind of satisfaction--whether it was a false kind or a true, I hardly know--in not having profited by his
9generosity since his revelation of himself. As the time wore on, an impression settled heavily upon me that Estella was
10married. Fearful of having it confirmed, though it was all but a conviction, I avoided the newspapers, and begged
11Herbert (to whom I had confided the circumstances of our last interview) never to speak of her to me. Why I hoarded up
12this last wretched little rag of the robe of hope that was rent and given to the winds, how do I know? Why did you who
13read this, commit that not dissimilar inconsistency of your own last year, last month, last week? It was an unhappy life
14that I lived; and its one dominant anxiety, towering over all its other anxieties, like a high mountain above a range of
15mountains, never disappeared from my view. Still, no new cause for fear arose. Let me start from my bed as I would, with
16the terror fresh upon me that he was discovered; let me sit listening, as I would with dread, for Herbert's returning
17step at night, lest it should be fleeter than ordinary, and winged with evil news,--for all that, and much more to like
18purpose, the round of things went on. Condemned to inaction and a state of constant restlessness and suspense, I rowed
19about in my boat, and waited, waited, waited, as I best could. There were states of the tide when, having been down the
20river, I could not get back through the eddy-chafed arches and starlings of old London Bridge; then, I left my boat at a
21wharf near the Custom House, to be brought up afterwards to the Temple stairs. I was not averse to doing this, as it
22served to make me and my boat a commoner incident among the water-side people there. From this slight occasion sprang
23two meetings that I have now to tell of. One afternoon, late in the month of February, I came ashore at the wharf at
24dusk. I had pulled down as far as Greenwich with the ebb tide, and had turned with the tide. It had been a fine bright
25day, but had become foggy as the sun dropped, and I had had to feel my way back among the shipping, pretty carefully.
26Both in going and returning, I had seen the signal in his window, All well. As it was a raw evening, and I was cold, I
27thought I would comfort myself with dinner at once; and as I had hours of dejection and solitude before me if I went
28home to the Temple, I thought I would afterwards go to the play. The theatre where Mr. Wopsle had achieved his
29questionable triumph was in that water-side neighbourhood (it is nowhere now), and to that theatre I resolved to go. I
30was aware that Mr. Wopsle had not succeeded in reviving the Drama, but, on the contrary, had rather partaken of its
31decline. He had been ominously heard of, through the play-bills, as a faithful Black, in connection with a little girl
32of noble birth, and a monkey. And Herbert had seen him as a predatory Tartar of comic propensities, with a face like a
33red brick, and an outrageous hat all over bells. I dined at what Herbert and I used to call a geographical chop-house,
34where there were maps of the world in porter-pot rims on every half-yard of the tablecloths, and charts of gravy on
35every one of the knives,--to this day there is scarcely a single chop-house within the Lord Mayor's dominions which is
36not geographical,--and wore out the time in dozing over crumbs, staring at gas, and baking in a hot blast of dinners. By
37and by, I roused myself, and went to the play. There, I found a virtuous boatswain in His Majesty's service,--a most
38excellent man, though I could have wished his trousers not quite so tight in some places, and not quite so loose in
39others,--who knocked all the little men's hats over their eyes, though he was very generous and brave, and who wouldn't
40hear of anybody's paying taxes, though he was very patriotic. He had a bag of money in his pocket, like a pudding in the
41cloth, and on that property married a young person in bed-furniture, with great rejoicings; the whole population of
42Portsmouth (nine in number at the last census) turning out on the beach to rub their own hands and shake everybody
43else's, and sing "Fill, fill!" A certain dark-complexioned Swab, however, who wouldn't fill, or do anything else that
44was proposed to him, and whose heart was openly stated (by the boatswain) to be as black as his figure-head, proposed to
45two other Swabs to get all mankind into difficulties; which was so effectually done (the Swab family having considerable
46political influence) that it took half the evening to set things right, and then it was only brought about through an
47honest little grocer with a white hat, black gaiters, and red nose, getting into a clock, with a gridiron, and
48listening, and coming out, and knocking everybody down from behind with the gridiron whom he couldn't confute with what
49he had overheard. This led to Mr. Wopsle's (who had never been heard of before) coming in with a star and garter on, as
50a plenipotentiary of great power direct from the Admiralty, to say that the Swabs were all to go to prison on the spot,
51and that he had brought the boatswain down the Union Jack, as a slight acknowledgment of his public services. The
52boatswain, unmanned for the first time, respectfully dried his eyes on the Jack, and then cheering up, and addressing
53Mr. Wopsle as Your Honour, solicited permission to take him by the fin. Mr. Wopsle, conceding his fin with a gracious
54dignity, was immediately shoved into a dusty corner, while everybody danced a hornpipe; and from that corner, surveying
55the public with a discontented eye, became aware of me. The second piece was the last new grand comic Christmas
56pantomime, in the first scene of which, it pained me to suspect that I detected Mr. Wopsle with red worsted legs under a
57highly magnified phosphoric countenance and a shock of red curtain-fringe for his hair, engaged in the manufacture of
58thunderbolts in a mine, and displaying great cowardice when his gigantic master came home (very hoarse) to dinner. But
59he presently presented himself under worthier circumstances; for, the Genius of Youthful Love being in want of
60assistance,--on account of the parental brutality of an ignorant farmer who opposed the choice of his daughter's heart,
61by purposely falling upon the object, in a flour-sack, out of the first-floor window,--summoned a sententious Enchanter;
62and he, coming up from the antipodes rather unsteadily, after an apparently violent journey, proved to be Mr. Wopsle in
63a high-crowned hat, with a necromantic work in one volume under his arm. The business of this enchanter on earth being
64principally to be talked at, sung at, butted at, danced at, and flashed at with fires of various colours, he had a good
65deal of time on his hands. And I observed, with great surprise, that he devoted it to staring in my direction as if he
66were lost in amazement. There was something so remarkable in the increasing glare of Mr. Wopsle's eye, and he seemed to
67be turning so many things over in his mind and to grow so confused, that I could not make it out. I sat thinking of it
68long after he had ascended to the clouds in a large watch-case, and still I could not make it out. I was still thinking
69of it when I came out of the theatre an hour afterwards, and found him waiting for me near the door.
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