Great Expectations by Charles Dickens Chapter 40 Page 27

“As you say, Pip,” returned Mr. Jaggers, turning his eyes upon me coolly, and taking a bite at his forefinger, “I am not at all responsible for that.”

“And yet it looked so like it, sir,” I pleaded with a downcast heart.

“Not a particle of evidence, Pip,” said Mr. Jaggers, shaking his head and gathering up his skirts. “Take nothing on its looks; take everything on evidence. There's no better rule.”

“I have no more to say,” said I, with a sigh, after standing silent for a little while.

“I have verified my information, and there's an end.”

“And Magwitch — in New South Wales — having at last disclosed himself,”