"Great Expectations"
by Charles Dickens

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     There was nothing very surprising in that; but again, I was rather surprised, when he said, as if he were animated by a brilliant idea,--

     "Let's go in!"

     We went in, Wemmick leaving his fishing-rod in the porch, and looked all round. In the mean time, Wemmick was diving into his coat-pockets, and getting something out of paper there.

     "Halloa!" said he. "Here's a couple of pair of gloves! Let's put 'em on!"

 

     As the gloves were white kid gloves, and as the post-office was widened to its utmost extent, I now began to have my strong suspicions. They were strengthened into certainty when I beheld the Aged enter at a side door, escorting a lady.

     "Halloa!" said Wemmick. "Here's Miss Skiffins! Let's have a wedding."

 
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