Great Expectations Chapter 13 Page 16

Pumblechook, immediately nodded, and said, as he rubbed the arms of his chair, “It's more than that, Mum.”

“Why, you don't mean to say — ” began my sister.

“Yes I do, Mum,” said Pumblechook; “but wait a bit. Go on, Joseph. Good in you! Go on!”

“What would present company say,” proceeded Joe, “to twenty pound?”

“Handsome would be the word,” returned my sister.

“Well, then,” said Joe, “It's more than twenty pound.”

That abject hypocrite, Pumblechook, nodded again, and said, with a patronizing laugh, “It's more than that, Mum.