such-like, — not but what they would have been attended to, don't you see?”
“Has the boy,” said Miss Havisham, “ever made any objection? Does he like the trade?”
“Which it is well beknown to yourself, Pip,” returned Joe, strengthening his former mixture of argumentation, confidence, and politeness, “that it were the wish of your own hart.” (I saw the idea suddenly break upon him that he would adapt his epitaph to the occasion, before he went on to say) “And there weren't no objection on your part, and Pip it were the great wish of your hart!”
It was quite in vain for me to endeavor to make him sensible that he ought to speak to Miss Havisham.