Great Expectations Chapter 11 Page 39

Although he did not look very healthy, — having pimples on his face, and a breaking out at his mouth, — these dreadful preparations quite appalled me. I judged him to be about my own age, but he was much taller, and he had a way of spinning himself about that was full of appearance. For the rest, he was a young gentleman in a gray suit (when not denuded for battle), with his elbows, knees, wrists, and heels considerably in advance of the rest of him as to development.

My heart failed me when I saw him squaring at me with every demonstration of mechanical nicety, and eyeing my anatomy as if he were minutely choosing his bone.

I never have been so surprised in my life, as I was when I let out the first blow, and saw him lying on his back, looking