“Whatever her tone with me happened to be,”
Pip reflects during one such meeting at a restaurant,
“I could put no trust in it, and build no hope on it;
and yet I went on against trust and against hope.
Why repeat it a thousand times? So it always was.”
He then rings the waiter, who brings
“by degrees some fifty adjuncts to that refreshment, but of tea not a glimpse.”
What finally appears is a “casket of precious appearance containing twigs.
These I steeped in hot water, and so from the whole of these appliances
extracted one cup of I don’t know what, for Estella.” Pip: once an orphan,
now a tea snob. It’s a remarkable transformation, and yet in the end,
he’ll need much more than fancy tea to win the girl
Pip reflects during one such meeting at a restaurant,
“I could put no trust in it, and build no hope on it;
and yet I went on against trust and against hope.
Why repeat it a thousand times? So it always was.”
He then rings the waiter, who brings
“by degrees some fifty adjuncts to that refreshment, but of tea not a glimpse.”
What finally appears is a “casket of precious appearance containing twigs.
These I steeped in hot water, and so from the whole of these appliances
extracted one cup of I don’t know what, for Estella.” Pip: once an orphan,
now a tea snob. It’s a remarkable transformation, and yet in the end,
he’ll need much more than fancy tea to win the girl
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