Great Expectations Chapter 17 Page 13

“Instead of that,” said I, plucking up more grass and chewing a blade or two, “see how I am going on.

Dissatisfied, and uncomfortable, and — what would it signify to me, being coarse and common, if nobody had told me so!”

Biddy turned her face suddenly towards mine, and looked far more attentively at me than she had looked at the sailing ships.

“It was neither a very true nor a very polite thing to say,” she remarked, directing her eyes to the ships again. “Who said it?”

I was disconcerted, for I had broken away without quite seeing where I was going to. It was not to be shuffled off now, however, and I answered, “The beautiful