“So might Wopsle. And the Jolly Bargemen might take it as a compliment.”

“That's just what I don't want, Joe. They would make such a business of it, — such a coarse and common business, — that I couldn't bear myself.”

“Ah, that indeed, Pip!” said Joe.

“If you couldn't abear yourself — ”

Biddy asked me here, as she sat holding my sister's plate, “Have you thought about when you'll show yourself to Mr. Gargery, and your sister and me? You will show yourself to us; won't you?”

“Biddy,” I returned with some resentment, “you are so exceedingly quick that it's difficult to keep up with you.”