After Joe left the small garret that I shared with Herbert Pocket in London, I decided that I must leave at once to inform Mr. Jaggers of my need to visit Estella back at Ms. Havisham’s house. As I was about to step foot into his office, this young girl wrapped in a scarf with a large floppy hat ran up to me and stopped me in my tracks. She quickly asked me if I wouldn’t mind joining her for tea, and before I had time to reply, she pulled me into a tea shop nearby. As we stepped into the shop, she pulled off her jacket, hat and scarf, revealing her intricate silk gown. She looked up to ask to be seated, and that was when I noticed her icy blue eyes, and her long brown curly locks. Her lips were especially red next to her pale skin. I hadn’t wanted to stay for I really needed to talk to Mr. Jaggers instead of this random stranger, but I
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Without even realizing it, I found myself asking what happened. It was as if I was trapped in this trance that I couldn’t get out of. She made me feel similar to how I felt with Estella , trapped in a force that I couldn’t escape, no matter how hard I tried. Yet, when I was with Rosabella, she didn’t try to degrade me like Estella would, and her beauty was so majestic and stunning to the eye, that she made Estella almost seem “common”. She was as kind as Biddy from what I could tell, and had the looks of Estella.
She interrupted my thoughts by continuing, “My father, is in jail for reasons that are unknown to me, but I can assure you, he is a good man. He was supposed to be released a few weeks ago, but when I went to the police house to ask for more details about the day of his release, I was informed by the sheriff that my father was no longer going to be released due to him escaping with another convict and stealing food as well as file from some family who lives outside of London. But Mr., what’s your name?”
“Pip”, I replied, but my mind was now in another place; was this girl's father the convict I met… my
Without even realizing it, I found myself asking what happened. It was as if I was trapped in this trance that I couldn’t get out of. She made me feel similar to how I felt with Estella , trapped in a force that I couldn’t escape, no matter how hard I tried. Yet, when I was with Rosabella, she didn’t try to degrade me like Estella would, and her beauty was so majestic and stunning to the eye, that she made Estella almost seem “common”. She was as kind as Biddy from what I could tell, and had the looks of Estella.
She interrupted my thoughts by continuing, “My father, is in jail for reasons that are unknown to me, but I can assure you, he is a good man. He was supposed to be released a few weeks ago, but when I went to the police house to ask for more details about the day of his release, I was informed by the sheriff that my father was no longer going to be released due to him escaping with another convict and stealing food as well as file from some family who lives outside of London. But Mr., what’s your name?”
“Pip”, I replied, but my mind was now in another place; was this girl's father the convict I met… my