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Chapter 29

           Farintothenight,MissHavisham’swords,"Loveher,loveher,loveher!"soundedinmyears.Iadaptedthemformyownrepetition,andsaidtomypillow,"Iloveher,Iloveher,Iloveher!"hundredsoftimes.Then,aburstofgratitudecameuponme,thatsheshouldbedestinedforme,oncetheblacksmith’sboy.ThenIthoughtifshewere,asIfeared,bynomeansrapturouslygratefulforthatdestinyyet,whenwouldshebegintobeinterestedinme?WhenshouldIawakentheheartwithinherthatwasmuteandsleepingnow?

           Ahme!Ithoughtthosewerehighandgreatemotions.ButIneverthoughttherewasanythinglowandsmallinmykeepingawayfromJoe,becauseIknewshewouldbecontemptuousofhim.Itwasbutadaygone,andJoehadbroughtthetearsintomyeyes;theyhadsoondried,Godforgiveme!soondried.

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