05-01-远大前程 [10]
should be punished as much as possible，even when eating，and so for breakfast next morning he gave me a large piece of bread with very little butter，and a cup of warm water with very little milk，and insisted on checking my learning．
‘What's seven and thirteen，boy？’He continued testing me all through breakfast．‘And nine？And eleven？’
So I was glad to arrive at Miss Havisham's house at about ten o’clock．It was a large house，made of old stone，and with iron bars on the windows．We rang the bell，and waited at the gate．Even then Mr Pumblechook said，‘And fourteen？’but I pretended not to hear him．Then a young lady came to open the gate，and let me in．Mr Pumblechook was following me when she stopped him．
‘Do you wish to see Miss Havisham？'she asked．
‘If Miss Havisham wishes to see me，’answered Mr Pumblechook，a little confused．
‘Ah！'said the girl，‘but you see，she doesn't．’
Mr Pumblechook dared not protest but he whispered angrily to me before he turned away，‘Boy！Behave well here and re-member those who brought you up by hand！’I thought he would come back and call through the gate，‘And sixteen？’but he did not．
The young lady took me through the untidy garden to the house．Although she called me ‘boy，'she was the same age as me，but she seemed much older than me．She was beautiful，and as proud as a queen．We went through many dark passages until we reached a door，where she left me，taking her candle with her．
I knocked at the door and was told to enter．I found myself in a large room，where the curtains were closed to allow no daylight in，and the candles were lit．In the centre of the room，sitting at a table，was the strangest lady I have ever seen，or shall ever see．She was wearing a wedding dress made of rich material．She had a bride's flowers in her hair，but her hair was white．There were suitcases full of dresses and Jewels around her，ready for a journey．She only had one white shoe on．‘Then I realized that over the years the white wedding dress had become yellow，and the flowers in her hair had died，and the bride inside the dress had grown old．Everything in the room was ancient and dying．The only brightness in the room was in her dark old eyes，that stared at me．
‘Who are you？'said the lady at the table．
‘Pip，madam．Mr Pumblechook's boy．Come-to play．’
‘Come close．Let me look at you．’As I stood in front of ＊her，I noticed that her watch and a clock in the room had both stopped at twenty minutes to nine．
‘You aren't afraid of a woman who has never seen the sun since you were born？’asked Miss Havisham．
I am sorry to say I told a huge lie by saying，‘No．’
‘Do you know what ths is？'she asked，putting her hand on her left side．
‘Yes，madam．’It made me think of my convict's travel-ling companion．‘Your heart，madam，’I added．
‘My heart！Broken！'she cried almost proudly，with a strange smile．Then she said，‘I am tired．I want to see some-thing different．Play．’
No order could be more difficult to obey in that house and that room．I was desperate enough to consider rushing round the table pretending to be Pumblechook's carriage，but I could not make myself do it，and just stood there helplessly．
‘I'm very sorry，madam，’I said，‘my sister will be very angry with me if you complain，but I can't play just now．Everything is so strange，and new，and sad…’I stopped，afraid to say more．Miss Havisham looked down at her dress，and then at her face in the mirror on the table．
‘So strange to him，so well-known to me，'she whispered．
‘So new to him，so old to me．And so sad to us both！Call Es-tella！’
When Estella finally came，with her candle，along the dark passage，Miss Havisham picked up a jewel from her table and put it in
‘What's seven and thirteen，boy？’He continued testing me all through breakfast．‘And nine？And eleven？’
So I was glad to arrive at Miss Havisham's house at about ten o’clock．It was a large house，made of old stone，and with iron bars on the windows．We rang the bell，and waited at the gate．Even then Mr Pumblechook said，‘And fourteen？’but I pretended not to hear him．Then a young lady came to open the gate，and let me in．Mr Pumblechook was following me when she stopped him．
‘Do you wish to see Miss Havisham？'she asked．
‘If Miss Havisham wishes to see me，’answered Mr Pumblechook，a little confused．
‘Ah！'said the girl，‘but you see，she doesn't．’
Mr Pumblechook dared not protest but he whispered angrily to me before he turned away，‘Boy！Behave well here and re-member those who brought you up by hand！’I thought he would come back and call through the gate，‘And sixteen？’but he did not．
The young lady took me through the untidy garden to the house．Although she called me ‘boy，'she was the same age as me，but she seemed much older than me．She was beautiful，and as proud as a queen．We went through many dark passages until we reached a door，where she left me，taking her candle with her．
I knocked at the door and was told to enter．I found myself in a large room，where the curtains were closed to allow no daylight in，and the candles were lit．In the centre of the room，sitting at a table，was the strangest lady I have ever seen，or shall ever see．She was wearing a wedding dress made of rich material．She had a bride's flowers in her hair，but her hair was white．There were suitcases full of dresses and Jewels around her，ready for a journey．She only had one white shoe on．‘Then I realized that over the years the white wedding dress had become yellow，and the flowers in her hair had died，and the bride inside the dress had grown old．Everything in the room was ancient and dying．The only brightness in the room was in her dark old eyes，that stared at me．
‘Who are you？'said the lady at the table．
‘Pip，madam．Mr Pumblechook's boy．Come-to play．’
‘Come close．Let me look at you．’As I stood in front of ＊her，I noticed that her watch and a clock in the room had both stopped at twenty minutes to nine．
‘You aren't afraid of a woman who has never seen the sun since you were born？’asked Miss Havisham．
I am sorry to say I told a huge lie by saying，‘No．’
‘Do you know what ths is？'she asked，putting her hand on her left side．
‘Yes，madam．’It made me think of my convict's travel-ling companion．‘Your heart，madam，’I added．
‘My heart！Broken！'she cried almost proudly，with a strange smile．Then she said，‘I am tired．I want to see some-thing different．Play．’
No order could be more difficult to obey in that house and that room．I was desperate enough to consider rushing round the table pretending to be Pumblechook's carriage，but I could not make myself do it，and just stood there helplessly．
‘I'm very sorry，madam，’I said，‘my sister will be very angry with me if you complain，but I can't play just now．Everything is so strange，and new，and sad…’I stopped，afraid to say more．Miss Havisham looked down at her dress，and then at her face in the mirror on the table．
‘So strange to him，so well-known to me，'she whispered．
‘So new to him，so old to me．And so sad to us both！Call Es-tella！’
When Estella finally came，with her candle，along the dark passage，Miss Havisham picked up a jewel from her table and put it in