When life is a horror....Don't look like a ghost!
Pip, dear old chap, life is made of ever so many partings welded together, as I may say, and one man__ a blacksmith, and one__ a whitesmith, and one__ a goldsmith, and one__ a coppersmith. Diwisions among such must come, and must be met as they come. If there__ been any fault at all to-day, it__ mine. You and me is not two figures to be together in London; nor yet anywheres else but what is private, and beknown, and understood among friends. It ain__ that I am proud, but that I want to be right, as you shall never see me no more in these clothes. I__ wrong in these clothes. I__ wrong out of the forge, the kitchen, or off th_ meshes. You won__ find half so much fault in me if you think me in forge dress, with my hammer in my hand, or even my pipe. You won__ find half so much fault in me if, supposing as you should ever wish to see me, you come and put your head in at the forge window and see Joe the blacksmith, there, at the old anvil, in the old burnt apron, sticking to the old work. I__ awful dull, but I hope I__e beat out something nigh the rights of this at last. And so God bless you, dear old Pip, old chap, God bless you!
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Pip, dear old chap, life is made of ever so many partings welded together, as I may say, and one man__ a blacksmith, and one__ a whitesmith, and one__ a goldsmith, and one__ a coppersmith. Diwisions among such must come, and must be met as they come. If there__ been any fault at all to-day, it__ mine. You and me is not two figures to be together in London; nor yet anywheres else but what is private, and beknown, and understood among friends. It ain__ that I am proud, but that I want to be right, as you shall never see me no more in these clothes. I__ wrong in these clothes. I__ wrong out of the forge, the kitchen, or off th_ meshes. You won__ find half so much fault in me if you think me in forge dress, with my hammer in my hand, or even my pipe. You won__ find half so much fault in me if, supposing as you should ever wish to see me, you come and put your head in at the forge window and see Joe the blacksmith, there, at the old anvil, in the old burnt apron, sticking to the old work. I__ awful dull, but I hope I__e beat out something nigh the rights of this at last. And so God bless you, dear old Pip, old chap, God bless you!
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