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Chapter 9

           Pumblechookthenputmethroughmypence-tablefrom"twelvepencemakeoneshilling,"upto"fortypencemakethreeandfourpence,"andthentriumphantlydemanded,asifhehaddoneforme,"Now!Howmuchisforty-threepence?"TowhichIreplied,afteralongintervalofreflection,"Idon’tknow."AndIwassoaggravatedthatIalmostdoubtifIdidknow.

           Mr.Pumblechookworkedhisheadlikeascrewtoscrewitoutofme,andsaid,"Isforty-threepencesevenandsixpencethreefardens,forinstance?"

           "Yes!"saidI.Andalthoughmysisterinstantlyboxedmyears,itwashighlygratifyingtometoseethattheanswerspoilthisjoke,andbroughthimtoadeadstop.

           "Boy!WhatlikeisMissHavisham?"Mr.Pumblechookbeganagainwhenhehadrecovered;foldinghisarmstightonhischestandapplyingthescrew.

           "Verytallanddark,"Itoldhim.

           "Isshe,uncle?"askedmysister.

           Mr.Pumblechookwinkedassent;fromwhichIatonceinferredthathehadneverseenMissHavisham,forshewasnothingofthekind.

           "Good!"saidMr.Pumblechookconceitedly.("Thisisthewaytohavehim!Wearebeginningtoholdourown,Ithink,Mum?")

           "Iamsure,uncle,"returnedMrs.Joe,"Iwishyouhadhimalways;youknowsowellhowtodealwithhim."

           "Now,boy!Whatwassheadoingof,whenyouwentintoday?"askedMr.Pumblechook.

           "Shewassitting,"Ianswered,"inablackvelvetcoach.

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