"I know more of the history of Miss Havisham's adopted child than Miss Havisham herself does, sir. I know her mother."

     Mr. Jaggers looked at me inquiringly, and repeated "Mother?"

     "I have seen her mother within these three days."

     "Yes?" said Mr. Jaggers.

     "And so have you, sir. And you have seen her still more recently."

     "Yes?" said Mr. Jaggers.

     "Perhaps I know more of Estella's history than even you do," said I. "I know her father too."

     A certain stop that Mr. Jaggers came to in his manner--he was too self-possessed to change his manner, but he could not help its being brought to an indefinably attentive stop--assured me that he did not know who her father was. This I had strongly suspected from Provis's account (as Herbert had repeated it) of his having kept himself dark; which I pieced on to the fact that he himself was not Mr. Jaggers's client until some four years later, and when he could have no reason for claiming his identity. But, I could not be sure of this unconsciousness on Mr. Jaggers's part before, though I was quite sure of it now.