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.
“Yes, ma'am; I could do that, if I was wanted.”
“Since this house strikes you old and grave, boy,” said Miss Havisham, impatiently, “and