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andthatthedistantsavagelairfromwhichthewindwasrushing,wasthesea;
andthatthesmallbundleofshiversgrowingafraidofitallandbeginningtocry,wasPip.
`Holdyournoise!
'
criedaterriblevoice,asamanstartedupfromamongthegravesatthesideofthechurchporch.`Keepstill,youlittledevil,orI'
llcutyourthroat!
Afearfulman,allincoarsegrey,withagreatirononhisleg.Amanwithnohat,andwithbrokenshoes,andwithanoldragtiedroundhishead.Amanwhohadbeensoakedinwater,andsmotheredinmud,andlamedbystones,andcutbyflints,andstungbynettles,andtornbybriars;
wholimped,andshivered,andglaredandgrowled;
andwhoseteethchatteredinhisheadasheseizedmebythechin.
`O!
Don'
tcutmythroat,sir,'
Ipleadedinterror.`Praydon'
tdoit,sir.'
`Tellusyourname!
saidtheman.`Quick!
`Pip,sir.'
`Oncemore,'
saidtheman,staringatme.`Giveitmouth!
`Pip.Pip,sir.'
`Showuswhereyoulive,'
saidtheman.`Pintouttheplace!
Ipointedtowhereourvillagelay,ontheflatin-shoreamongthealder-treesandpollards,amileormorefromthechurch.
Theman,afterlookingatmeforamoment,turnedmeupsidedown,andemptiedmypockets.Therewasnothinginthembutapieceofbread.Whenthechurchcametoitself-forhewassosuddenandstrongthathemadeitgoheadoverheelsbeforeme,andIsawthesteepleundermyfeet-whenthechurchcametoitself,Isay,Iwasseatedonahightombstone,trembling,whileheatethebreadravenously.
`Youyoungdog,'
saidtheman,lickinghislips,`whatfatcheeksyouha'
got.'
Ibelievetheywerefat,thoughIwasatthattimeundersizedformyyears,andnotstrong.
`DarnMeifIcouldn'
teatem,'
saidtheman,withathreateningshakeofhishead,`andifIhan'
thalfamindto'
t!
Iearnestlyexpressedmyhopethathewouldn'
t,andheldtightertothetombstoneonwhichhehadputme;
partly,tokeepmyselfuponit;
partly,tokeepmyselffromcrying.
`Nowlookeehere!
saidtheman.`Where'
syourmother?
`There,sir!
saidI.
Hestarted,madeashortrun,andstoppedandlookedoverhisshoulder.
Itimidlyexplained.`AlsoGeorgiana.That'
smymother.'
`Oh!
saidhe,comingback.`Andisthatyourfatheralongeryourmother?
`Yes,sir,'
saidI;
`himtoo;
lateofthisparish.'
`Ha!
hemutteredthen,considering.`Whod'
yelivewith-supposin'
you'
rekindlylettolive,whichIhan'
tmadeupmymindabout?
`Mysister,sir-MrsJoeGargery-wifeofJoeGargery,theblacksmith,sir.'
`Blacksmith,eh?
saidhe.Andlookeddownathisleg.
Afterdarklylookingathislegandmeseveraltimes,hecameclosertomytombstone,tookmebybotharms,andtiltedmebackasfarashecouldholdme;
sothathiseyeslookedmostpowerfullydownintomine,andminelookedmosthelplesslyupintohis.
`Nowlookeehere,'
hesaid,`thequestionbeingwhetheryou'
retobelettolive.Youknowwhatafileis?
`Yes,sir.'
`Andyouknowwhatwittlesis?
Aftereachquestionhetitledmeoveralittlemore,soastogivemeagreatersenseofhelplessnessanddanger.
`Yougetmeafile.'
Hetiltedmeagain.`Andyougetmewittles.'
Hetiltedmeagain.`Youbring'
embothtome.'
Hetiltedmeagain.`OrI'
llhaveyourheartandliverout.'
Hetiltedmeagain.
Iwasdreadfullyfrightened,andsogiddythatIclungtohimwithbothhands,andsaid,`Ifyouwouldkindlypleasetoletmekeepupright,sir,perhapsIshouldn'
tbesick,andperhapsIcouldattendmore.'
Hegavemeamosttremendousdipandroll,sothatthechurchjumpedoveritsownweather-cock.Then,heheldmebythearms,inanuprightpositiononthetopofthestone,andwentoninthesefearfulterms:
`Youbringme,to-morrowmorningearly,thatfileandthemwittles.Youbringthelottome,atthatoldBatteryoveryonder.Youdoit,andyouneverdaretosayawordordaretomakeasignconcerningyourhavingseensuchapersonasme,oranypersonsumever,andyoushallbelettolive.Youfail,oryougofrommywordsinanypartickler,nomatterhowsmallitis,andyourheartandyourlivershallbetoreout,roastedandate.Now,Iain'
talone,asyoumaythinkIam.There'
sayoungmanhidwithme,incomparisonwithwhichyoungmanIamaAngel.ThatyoungmanhearsthewordsIspeak.Thatyoungmanhasasecretwaypecooliartohimself,ofgettingataboy,andathisheart,andathisliver.Itisinwainforaboytoattempttohidehimselffromthatyoungman.Aboymaylockhisdoor,maybewarminbed,maytuckhimselfup,maydrawtheclothesoverhishead,maythinkhimselfcomfortableandsafe,butthatyoungmanwillsoftlycreepandcreephiswaytohimandtearhimopen.Iamakeepingthatyoungmanfromharmingofyouatthepresentmoment,withgreatdifficulty.Ifinditweryhardtoholdthatyoungmanoffofyourinside.Now,whatdoyousay?
IsaidthatIwouldgethimthefile,andIwouldgethimwhatbrokenbitsoffoodIcould,andIwouldcometohimattheBattery,earlyinthemorning.
`SayLordstrikeyoudeadifyoudon'
saidtheman.
Isaidso,andhetookmedown.
`Now,'
hepursued,`yourememberwhatyou'
veundertook,andyourememberthatyoungman,andyougethome!
`Goo-goodnight,sir,'
Ifaltered.
`Muchofthat!
saidhe,glancingabouthimoverthecoldwetflat.`IwishIwasafrog.Oraeel!
Atthesametime,hehuggedhisshudderingbodyinbothhisarms-claspinghimself,asiftoholdhimselftogether-andlimpedtowardsthelowchurchwall.AsIsawhimgo,pickinghiswayamongthenettles,andamongthebramblesthatboundthegreenmounds,helookedinmyyoungeyesasifhewereeludingthehandsofthedeadpeople,stretchingupcautiouslyoutoftheirgraves,togetatwistuponhisankleandpullhimin.
Whenhecametothelowchurchwall,hegotoverit,likeamanwhoselegswerenumbedandstiff,andthenturnedroundtolookforme.WhenIsawhimturning,Isetmyfacetowardshome,andmadethebestuseofmylegs.ButpresentlyIlookedovermyshoulder,andsawhimgoingonagaintowardstheriver,stillhugginghimselfinbotharms,andpickinghiswaywithhissorefeetamongthegreatstonesdroppedintothemarsheshereandthere,forstepping-placeswhentherainswereheavy,orthetidewasin.
Themarsheswerejustalongblackhorizontallinethen,asIstoppedtolookafterhim;
andtheriverwasjustanotherhorizontalline,notnearlysobroadnotyetsoblack;
andtheskywasjustarowoflongangryredlinesanddenseblacklinesintermixed.OntheedgeoftheriverIcouldfaintlymakeouttheonlytwoblackthingsinalltheprospectthatseemedtobestandingupright;
oneofthesewasthebeaconbywhichthesailorssteered-likeanunhoopedcaskuponapole-anuglythingwhenyouwerenearit;
theotheragibbet,withsomechainshangingtoitwhichhadonceheldapirate.Themanwaslimpingontowardsthislatter,asifhewerethepiratecometolife,andcomedown,andgoingbacktohookhimselfupagain.IfgavemeaterribleturnwhenIthoughtso;
andasIsawthecattleliftingtheirheadstogazeafterhim,Iwonderedwhethertheythoughtsotoo.Ilookedallroundforthehorribleyoungman,andcouldseenosingsofhim.But,nowIwasfrightenedagain,andranhomewithoutstopping.
我父亲的姓是皮利普,而我的教名是菲利普。
在我幼年时期,无论是皮利普还是菲利普,我既发不出这么长的音节,又咬字不清,只能发出皮普。
所以,我干脆就把自己叫做皮普,以后别人也就跟着叫我皮普了。
我说皮利普是我父亲的姓,那是有根据的,因为我父亲的墓碑上刻着他的姓,而且我姐姐也这么说。
我姐姐嫁给了铁匠乔·
葛奇里,现在是葛奇里夫人了。
至于我,从来没有见到过父亲和母亲,也没有看到过他们两位的照片(其实在他们的时代还不知道什么是照片呢)。
最初在我的想象中也有父母亲的模样,那是根据他们的墓碑字形乱造出来的。
我父亲墓碑上的字体使我产生了一个奇怪的想法,认为他是个方方正正。
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