"Great Expectations"
by Charles Dickens

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     When I had exhausted the garden and a greenhouse with nothing in it but a fallen-down grape-vine and some bottles, I found myself in the dismal corner upon which I had looked out of the window. Never questioning for a moment that the house was now empty, I looked in at another window, and found myself, to my great surprise, exchanging a broad stare with a pale young gentleman with red eyelids and light hair.

     This pale young gentleman quickly disappeared, and reappeared beside me. He had been at his books when I had found myself staring at him, and I now saw that he was inky.

     "Halloa!" said he, "young fellow!"


     Halloa being a general observation which I had usually observed to be best answered by itself, I said, "Halloa!" politely omitting young fellow.

     "Who let you in?" said he.

     "Miss Estella."

     "Who gave you leave to prowl about?"

     "Miss Estella."

     "Come and fight," said the pale young gentleman.

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