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Chapter 43

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           "Quitemyopinion,"saidDrummle,"andwhatIshouldhavesuggestedmyself,ordonemorelikelywithoutsuggesting.Butdon’tloseyourtemper.Haven’tyoulostenoughwithoutthat?"

           "Whatdoyoumean,sir?"

           "Waiter!,"saidDrummle,bywayofansweringme.

           Thewaiterreappeared.

           "Lookhere,yousir.Youquiteunderstandthattheyoungladydon’trideto-day,andthatIdineattheyounglady’s?"

           "Quiteso,sir!"

           Whenthewaiterhadfeltmyfast-coolingteapotwiththepalmofhishand,andhadlookedimploringlyatme,andhadgoneout,Drummle,carefulnottomovetheshouldernextme,tookacigarfromhispocketandbittheendoff,butshowednosignofstirring.ChokingandboilingasIwas,Ifeltthatwecouldnotgoawordfurther,withoutintroducingEstella’sname,whichIcouldnotenduretohearhimutter;andthereforeIlookedstonilyattheoppositewall,asiftherewerenoonepresent,andforcedmyselftosilence.Howlongwemighthaveremainedinthisridiculouspositionitisimpossibletosay,butfortheincursionofthreethrivingfarmerslaidonbythewaiter,Ithinkwhocameintothecoffee-roomunbuttoningtheirgreat-coatsandrubbingtheirhands,andbeforewhom,astheychargedatthefire,wewereobligedtogiveway.

           Isawhimthroughthewindow,seizinghishorse’smane,andmountinginhisblunderingbrutalmanner,andsidlingandbackingaway

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