{"product_id":"2940014500616","title":"Great Expectations","description":"Chapter I\u003cbr\u003eMy father's family name being Pirrip, and my Christian name Philip, my\u003cbr\u003einfant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit\u003cbr\u003ethan Pip. So, I called myself Pip, and came to be called Pip.\u003cbr\u003eI give Pirrip as my father's family name, on the authority of his\u003cbr\u003etombstone and my sister,--Mrs. Joe Gargery, who married the\u003cbr\u003eblacksmith.\u003cbr\u003eAs I never saw my father or my mother, and never saw any likeness\u003cbr\u003eof either of them (for their days were long before the days of\u003cbr\u003ephotographs), my first fancies regarding what they were like were\u003cbr\u003eunreasonably derived from their tombstones. The shape of the letters\u003cbr\u003eon\u003cbr\u003emy father's, gave me an odd idea that he was a square, stout, dark\u003cbr\u003eman,\u003cbr\u003ewith curly black hair. From the character and turn of the inscription,\u003cbr\u003e\"Also Georgiana Wife of the Above,\" I drew a childish conclusion that\u003cbr\u003emy mother was freckled and sickly. To five little stone lozenges, each\u003cbr\u003eabout a foot and a half long, which were arranged in a neat row beside\u003cbr\u003etheir grave, and were sacred to the memory of five little brothers of\u003cbr\u003emine,--who gave up trying to get a living, exceedingly early in\u003cbr\u003ethat universal struggle,--I am indebted for a belief I religiously\u003cbr\u003eentertained that they had all been born on their backs with their\u003cbr\u003ehands\u003cbr\u003ein their trousers-pockets, and had never taken them out in this state\u003cbr\u003eof\u003cbr\u003eexistence.\u003cbr\u003eOurs was the marsh country, down by the river, within, as the river\u003cbr\u003ewound, twenty miles of the sea. My first most vivid and broad\u003cbr\u003eimpression\u003cbr\u003eof the identity of things seems to me to have been gained on a\u003cbr\u003ememorable\u003cbr\u003eraw afternoon towards evening. At such a time I found out for certain\u003cbr\u003ethat this bleak place overgrown with nettles was the churchyard; and\u003cbr\u003ethat Philip Pirrip, late of this parish, and also Georgiana wife of\u003cbr\u003ethe\u003cbr\u003eabove, were dead and buried; and that Alexander, Bartholomew, Abraham,\u003cbr\u003eTobias, and Roger, infant children of the aforesaid, were also dead\u003cbr\u003eand buried; and that the dark flat wilderness beyond the churchyard,\u003cbr\u003ePage 1\u003cbr\u003eUnknown - GREAT EXPECTATIONS\u003cbr\u003eintersected with dikes and mounds and gates, with scattered cattle\u003cbr\u003efeeding on it, was the marshes; and that the low leaden line beyond\u003cbr\u003ewas the river; and that the distant savage lair from which the wind\u003cbr\u003ewas\u003cbr\u003erushing was the sea; and that the small bundle of shivers growing\u003cbr\u003eafraid\u003cbr\u003eof it all and beginning to cry, was Pip.\u003cbr\u003e\"Hold your noise!\" cried a terrible voice, as a man started up from\u003cbr\u003eamong the graves at the side of the church porch. \"Keep still, you\u003cbr\u003elittle devil, or I'll cut your throat!\"\u003cbr\u003eA fearful man, all in coarse gray, with a great iron on his leg. A man\u003cbr\u003ewith no hat, and with broken shoes, and with an old rag tied round his\u003cbr\u003ehead. A man who had been soaked in water, and smothered in mud, and\u003cbr\u003elamed by stones, and cut by flints, and stung by nettles, and torn by\u003cbr\u003ebriars; who limped, and shivered, and glared, and growled; and whose\u003cbr\u003eteeth chattered in his head as he seized me by the chin.\u003cbr\u003e\"Oh! Don't cut my throat, sir,\" I pleaded in terror. \"Pray don't do\u003cbr\u003eit,\u003cbr\u003esir.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Tell us your name!\" said the man. \"Quick!\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Pip, sir.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Once more,\" said the man, staring at me. \"Give it mouth!\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Pip. Pip, sir.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Show us where you live,\" said the man. \"Pint out the place!\"\u003cbr\u003eI pointed to where our village lay, on the flat in-shore among the\u003cbr\u003ealder-trees and pollards, a mile or more from the church.\u003cbr\u003eThe man, after looking at me for a moment, turned me upside down, and\u003cbr\u003eemptied my pockets. There was nothing in them but a piece of bread.\u003cbr\u003eWhen\u003cbr\u003ethe church came to itself,--for he was so sudden and strong that he\u003cbr\u003emade it go head over heels before me, and I saw the steeple under my\u003cbr\u003efeet,--when the church came to itself, I say, I was seated on a high\u003cbr\u003etombstone, trembling while he ate the bread ravenously.\u003cbr\u003e\"You young dog,\" said the man, licking his lips, \"what fat cheeks you\u003cbr\u003eha' got.\"\u003cbr\u003eI believe they were fat, though I was at that time undersized for my\u003cbr\u003eyears, and not strong.\u003cbr\u003e\"Darn me if I couldn't eat em,\" said the man, with a threatening shake\u003cbr\u003eof his head, \"and if I han't half a mind to't!\"\u003cbr\u003ePage 2\u003cbr\u003eUnknown - GREAT EXPECTATIONS\u003cbr\u003eI earnestly expressed my hope that he wouldn't, and held tighter to\u003cbr\u003ethe tombstone on which he had put me; partly, to keep myself upon it;\u003cbr\u003epartly, to keep myself from crying.\u003cbr\u003e\"Now lookee here!\" said the man. \"Where's your mother?\"\u003cbr\u003e\"There, sir!\" said I.\u003cbr\u003eHe started, made a short run, and stopped and looked over his\u003cbr\u003eshoulder.\u003cbr\u003e\"There, sir!\" I timidly explained. \"Also Georgiana. That's my mother.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Oh!\" said he, coming back. \"And is that your father alonger your\u003cbr\u003emother?\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Yes, sir,\" said I; \"him too; late of this parish.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Ha!\" he muttered then, considering. \"Who d'ye live with,--supposin'\u003cbr\u003eyou...","brand":"All classic book warehouse","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47083764547824,"sku":"2940014500616","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940014500616_p0.jpg?v=1763609838","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940014500616","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}