Pip visits Miss Havisham, who feels unbearably guilty for having caused Estella to break his heart. Sobbing, she clings to Pip’s feet, pleading with him to forgive her. He acts kindly toward her, then goes for a walk in the garden. There, he has a morbid fantasy that Miss Havisham is dead. He looks up at her window just in time to see her bend over the fire and go up in a column of flame. Rushing in to save her, Pip sweeps the ancient wedding feast from her table and smothers the flames with the tablecloth. Miss Havisham lives, but she becomes an invalid, a shadow of her former self. Pip stays with her after the doctors have departed; early the next morning, he leaves her in the care of her servants and returns to London.
1:09 The swell of old organs was born I too became a wrecked fortunes of this house 6:00 I am far from happiness but I have other discourses of Disquiet than Any you knew of 8:30 there has been a blind thankless one far too much ND I want forgiveness and Direction far too much to be bitter with you 10:30 she's done the grievous thing, Taking an impressionable child To mold into the form of her wildest resentment, spurred an affection & a wounded pride found vengeance In shutting out light of the day,, she had shut out infinitely Her mind brooding solitary had grown diseased, as all minds do You showed me what I once spelt upon myself You may dismiss me from your mind & consciousness I meant to save her from misery, like my own I stole her heart away and put ice Do you love her natural heart even bruised or broken Your story has inspired me with great commiseration I had been shut up in these rooms along while You know what time the clocks keep here I want a little girl to rear love & save from my fate She was left an orphan & I adapted her No matter what other words reported, we parted I looked back, A childish association revived with wonderful force, in the moment of the slight action She had sth of old ghastly bridal appearance had covered the throat with cotton wool The phantom 👻 Air of something had been changed I meant to save her from misery, like mine, take the pencil, write under my name.. O forgive her
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My sleep paralysis demon wishes he was as scary as Miss Havisham's cries...
listening to this to help catch up with school work is coming in clutch.
Pip visits Miss Havisham, who feels unbearably guilty for having caused Estella to break his heart. Sobbing, she clings to Pip’s feet, pleading with him to forgive her. He acts kindly toward her, then goes for a walk in the garden. There, he has a morbid fantasy that Miss Havisham is dead. He looks up at her window just in time to see her bend over the fire and go up in a column of flame. Rushing in to save her, Pip sweeps the ancient wedding feast from her table and smothers the flames with the tablecloth. Miss Havisham lives, but she becomes an invalid, a shadow of her former self. Pip stays with her after the doctors have departed; early the next morning, he leaves her in the care of her servants and returns to London.
Excellent reading which brings the story alive. Thank you. 😊
1:09 The swell of old organs was born
I too became a wrecked fortunes of this house
6:00
I am far from happiness but I have other discourses of Disquiet than Any you knew of
8:30 there has been a blind thankless one far too much
ND I want forgiveness and Direction far too much to be bitter with you
10:30 she's done the grievous thing,
Taking an impressionable child
To mold into the form of her wildest resentment, spurred an affection & a wounded pride found vengeance
In shutting out light of the day,, she had shut out infinitely
Her mind brooding solitary had grown diseased, as all minds do
You showed me what I once spelt upon myself
You may dismiss me from your mind & consciousness
I meant to save her from misery, like my own
I stole her heart away and put ice
Do you love her natural heart even bruised or broken
Your story has inspired me with great commiseration
I had been shut up in these rooms along while
You know what time the clocks keep here
I want a little girl to rear love & save from my fate
She was left an orphan & I adapted her
No matter what other words reported, we parted
I looked back,
A childish association revived with wonderful force, in the moment of the slight action
She had sth of old ghastly bridal appearance had covered the throat with cotton wool
The phantom 👻 Air of something had been changed
I meant to save her from misery, like mine, take the pencil, write under my name.. O forgive her
Im in physical pain forcing myself to listen to this book
5:48
Dafaq
10:24
I hate this book with a passion
Same here. To read it I legit have to use the audiobook to force myself. It's rather painful 😖
I second that
It's dreadful.