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Chapter 10

           Andwedon’tfindthem,easy.Eh,Mr.Wopsle?"

           Mr.Wopsle,withamajesticremembranceofolddiscomfiture,assented;butnotwarmly.

           "Seemsyouhavebeenoutaftersuch?"askedthestranger.

           "Once,"returnedJoe."Notthatwewantedtotakethem,youunderstand;wewentoutaslookerson;me,andMr.Wopsle,andPip.Didn’tus,Pip?"

           "Yes,Joe."

           Thestrangerlookedatmeagainstillcockinghiseye,asifhewereexpresslytakingaimatmewithhisinvisiblegunandsaid,"He’salikelyyoungparcelofbonesthat.Whatisityoucallhim?"

           "Pip,"saidJoe.

           "ChristenedPip?"

           "No,notchristenedPip."

           "SurnamePip?"

           "No,"saidJoe,"it’sakindoffamilynamewhathegavehimselfwhenainfant,andiscalledby."

           "Sonofyours?"

           "Well,"saidJoe,meditatively,not,ofcourse,thatitcouldbeinanywisenecessarytoconsideraboutit,butbecauseitwasthewayattheJollyBargementoseemtoconsiderdeeplyabouteverythingthatwasdiscussedoverpipes"wellno.No,heain’t."

           "Nevvy?"saidthestrangeman.

           "Well,"saidJoe,withthesameappearanceofprofoundcogitation,"heisnotno,nottodeceiveyou,heisnotmynevvy."

           "WhattheBlueBlazesishe?"askedthestranger.Whichappearedtometobeaninquiryofunnecessarystrength.

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