“don't you think I ought to make Miss Havisham a visit?”

“Well, Pip,” returned Joe, slowly considering. “What for?”

“What for, Joe? What is any visit made for?”

“There is some wisits p'r'aps,” said Joe, “as for ever remains open to the question, Pip. But in regard to wisiting Miss Havisham. She might think you wanted something, — expected something of her.”

“Don't you think I might say that I did not, Joe?”

“You might, old chap,” said Joe.

“And she might credit it. Similarly she mightn't.”

Joe felt, as I