Great Expectations Chapter 5 Page 31

Than I'm sorry to say, I've eat your pie.”

“God knows you're welcome to it, — so far as it was ever mine,” returned Joe, with a saving remembrance of Mrs. Joe. “We don't know what you have done, but we wouldn't have you starved to death for it, poor miserable fellow-creatur. — Would us, Pip?”

The something that I had noticed before, clicked in the man's throat again, and he turned his back. The boat had returned, and his guard were ready, so we followed him to the landing-place made of rough stakes and stones, and saw him put into the boat, which was rowed by a crew of convicts like himself.

No one seemed surprised to see him, or interested in seeing him, or glad to see him, or