"Great Expectations"
by Charles Dickens

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     "Look at me," said Miss Havisham. "You are not afraid of a woman who has never seen the sun since you were born?"

     I regret to state that I was not afraid of telling the enormous lie comprehended in the answer "No."

     "Do you know what I touch here?" she said, laying her hands, one upon the other, on her left side.

     "Yes, ma'am." (It made me think of the young man.)

     "What do I touch?"

     "Your heart."

 

     "Broken!"

     She uttered the word with an eager look, and with strong emphasis, and with a weird smile that had a kind of boast in it. Afterwards she kept her hands there for a little while, and slowly took them away as if they were heavy.

     "I am tired," said Miss Havisham. "I want diversion, and I have done with men and women. Play."

     I think it will be conceded by my most disputatious reader, that she could hardly have directed an unfortunate boy to do anything in the wide world more difficult to be done under the circumstances.

 
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