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She laughed contemptuously, pushed me out, and locked the gate upon me. I went straight to Mr. Pumblechooks, and was immensely relieved to find him not at home. So, leaving word with the shopman on what day I was wanted at Miss Havishams again, I set off on the four mile walk to our forge; pondering, as I went along, on all I had seen, and deeply revolving that I was a common labouring boy; that my hands were coarse;.