“Pray,
sir,” said
I, “may I
ask you a
question?”
“You may,”
said he,
“and I may
decline to
answer it.
Put your
question.”
“Estella’s
name. Is
it
Havisham
or – ?” I
had
nothing to
add. “Or
what?”
said he.
“Is it
Havisham?”
“It is
Havisham.”
This
brought us
to the
dinner-table,
where she
and Sarah
awaited
us. Mr.
Jaggers
presided,
Estella
sat
opposite
to him, I
faced my
green and
yellow
friend. We
dined very
well, and
were
waited on
by a
