in Miss Havisham's room, where she and everything else were just as I had left them. Estella left me standing near the door, and I stood there until Miss Havisham cast her eyes upon me from the dressing-table.

“So!” she said, without being startled or surprised: “the days have worn away, have they?”

“Yes, ma'am. To-day is — ”

“There, there, there!” with the impatient movement of her fingers.

“I don't want to know. Are you ready to play?”

I was obliged to answer in some confusion, “I don't think I am, ma'am.”

“Not at cards again?” she demanded, with a searching look.