Why does estella move to richmond

The day after to-morrow, if you please. You are to pay all charges out of my purse, You hear the condition of your going? This was all the preparation I received for that visit, or for others like it: Miss Havisham never wrote to me, nor had I ever so much as seen her handwriting.

We went down on the next day but one, and we found her in the room where I had first beheld her, and it is needless to add that there was no change in Satis House. She was even more dreadfully fond of Estella than she had been when I last saw them together; I repeat the word advisedly, for there was something positively dreadful in the energy of her looks and embraces.

From Estella she looked at me, with a searching glance that seemed to pry into my heart and probe its wounds. I saw in this, a reason for her being beforehand assigned to me. Sending her out to attract and torment and do mischief, Miss Havisham sent her with the malicious assurance that she was beyond the reach of all admirers, and that all who staked upon that cast were secured to lose.

I saw in this, that I, too, was tormented by a perversion of ingenuity, even while the prize was reserved for me. In a word, I saw in this, Miss Havisham as I had her then and there before my eyes, and always had had her before my eyes; and I saw in this, the distinct shadow of the darkened and unhealthy house in which her life was hidden from the sun.

The candles that lighted that room of hers were placed in sconces on the wall. They were high from the ground, and they burnt with the steady dulness of artificial light in air that is seldom renewed. As I looked round at them, and at the pale gloom they made, and at the stopped clock, and at the withered articles of bridal dress upon the table and the ground, and at her own awful figure with its ghostly reflection thrown large by the fire upon the ceiling and the wall, I saw in everything the construction that my mind had come to, repeated and thrown back to me.

My thoughts passed into the great room across the landing where the table was spread, and I saw it written, as it were, in the falls of the cobwebs from the centre-piece, in the crawlings of the spiders on the cloth, in the tracks of the mice as they betook their little quickened hearts behind the panels, and in the gropings and pausings of the beetles on the floor.

It happened on the occasion of this visit that some sharp words arose between Estella and Miss Havisham. It was the first time I had ever seen them opposed. She had shown a proud impatience more than once before, and had rather endured that fierce affection than accepted or returned it.

Estella looked at her with perfect composure, and again looked down at the fire. Her graceful figure and her beautiful face expressed a self-possessed indifference to the wild heat of the other, that was almost cruel.

Take all the praise, take all the blame; take all the success, take all the failure; in short, take me. Where I took her into this wretched breast when it was first bleeding from its stabs, and where I have lavished years of tenderness upon her! But what would you have? You have been very good to me, and I owe everything to you. What would you have? All I possess is freely yours. All that you have given me, is at your command to have again.

Beyond that, I have nothing. And if you ask me to give you what you never gave me, my gratitude and duty cannot do impossibilities. Let her call me mad, let her call me mad! Does any one live, who knows what set purposes you have, half as well as I do? Does any one live, who knows what a steady memory you have, half as well as I do? I who have sat on this same hearth on the little stool that is even now beside you there, learning your lessons and looking up into your face, when your face was strange and frightened me!

When have you found me false to your teaching? When have you found me unmindful of your lessons? Be just to me. Estella looked at her for a moment with a kind of calm wonder, but was not otherwise disturbed; when the moment was past, she looked down at the fire again. I have never forgotten your wrongs and their causes. I have never been unfaithful to you or your schooling. I have never shown any weakness that I can charge myself with.

If you had brought up your adopted daughter wholly in the dark confinement of these rooms, and had never let her know that there was such a thing as the daylight by which she had never once seen your face—if you had done that, and then, for a purpose had wanted her to understand the daylight and know all about it, you would have been disappointed and angry?

Miss Havisham, with her head in her hands, sat making a low moaning, and swaying herself on her chair, but gave no answer. Miss Havisham sat listening or it seemed so, for I could not see her face , but still made no answer. The success is not mine, the failure is not mine, but the two together make me. The three are enjoying the accounts of the poor men who love Estella, when Estella decides to unhook her arm from Miss Havisham's arm.

BIG mistake. Miss Havisham goes ballistic, accusing her of being ungrateful and cold. Uh—you made her that way, lady. Miss Havisham demands her love, and Estella replies calling her "mother by adoption" that she can't give what she doesn't have.

It looks like Miss Havisham's guided missile had become misguided and has struck home. While Miss Havisham rocks back and forth and moans, Pip decides to go for a walk. A splendid idea. When he returns, Estella is kneeling at Miss Havisham's feet and knitting.

It's as though their argument never happened, and Pip tells us he never witnessed another argument like it ever again. Pip spends a very restless night, and then ends by talking about Bentley Drummle, the spider. One day, Pip is hanging out with the Finches at their club. Drummle tells the boys that he's pursuing Estella, and that's she totally into him.

Pip sees red. He accuses Drummle of lying, which is a big deal. Nobody in Pip's world seems to be who they profess to be. Browse all BookRags Book Notes. Copyrights Great Expectations from BookRags. All rights reserved. Toggle navigation. Sign Up. Sign In. Get Great Expectations from Amazon. View the Study Pack. View the Lesson Plans.

Table of Contents. Plot Summary. Major Characters. Topic Tracking: Class. Topic Tracking: Expectations. Topic Tracking: Identity. Topic Tracking: Love. Chapter 1: The Convict Frightens Me Chapter 2: Mr. Joe and I Chapter 3: I Execute My Trust Chapter 4: Joe and I Go to Church Chapter 5: The Sergeant and the Soldiers Chapter 6: My State of Mind.

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