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Chapter113

Chapter1

MYfather'sfamilynamebeingPirrip,andmychristiannamePhilip,myinfanttonguecouldmakeofbothnamesnothinglongerormoreexplicitthanPip.So,IcalledmyselfPip,andcametobecalledPip.IgivePirripasmyfather'sfamilyname,ontheauthorityofhistombstoneandmysister-MrsJoeGargery,whomarriedtheblacksmith.AsIneversawmyfatherormymother,andneversawanylikenessofeitherofthem(fortheirdayswerelongbeforethedaysofphotographs),myfirstfanciesregardingwhattheywerelike,wereunreasonablyderivedfromtheirtombstones.Theshapeofthelettersonmyfather's,gavemeanoddideathathewasasquare,stout,darkman,withcurlyblackhair.Fromthecharacterandturnoftheinscription,`AlsoGeorgianaWifeoftheAbove,'Idrewachildishconclusionthatmymotherwasfreckledandsickly.Tofivelittlestonelozenges,eachaboutafootandahalflong,whichwerearrangedinaneatrowbesidetheirgrave,andweresacredtothememoryoffivelittlebrothersofmine-whogaveuptryingtogetaliving,exceedinglyearlyinthatuniversalstruggle-IamindebtedforabeliefIreligiouslyentertainedthattheyhadallbeenbornontheirbackswiththeirhandsintheirtrousers-pockets,andhadnevertakenthemoutinthisstateofexistence.

Ourswasthemarshcountry,downbytheriver,within,astheriverwound,twentymilesofthesea.Myfirstmostvividandbroadimpressionoftheidentityofthings,seemstometohavebeengainedonamemorablerawafternoontowardsevening.AtsuchatimeIfoundoutforcertain,thatthisbleakplaceovergrownwithnettleswasthechurchyard;andthatPhilipPirrip,lateofthisparish,andalsoGeorgianawifeoftheabove,weredeadandburied;andthatAlexander,Bartholomew,Abraham,Tobias,andRoger,infantchildrenoftheaforesaid,werealsodeadandburied;andthatthedarkflatwildernessbeyondthechurchyard,intersectedwithdykesandmoundsandgates,withscatteredcattlefeedingonit,wasthemarshes;andthatthelowleadenlinebeyond,wastheriver;andthatthedistantsavagelairfromwhichthewindwasrushing,wasthesea;andthatthesmallbundleofshiversgrowingafraidofitallandbeginningtocry,wasPip.

`Holdyournoise!

'criedaterriblevoice,asamanstartedupfromamongthegravesatthesideofthechurchporch.`Keepstill,youlittledevil,orI'llcutyourthroat!

'

Afearfulman,allincoarsegrey,withagreatirononhisleg.Amanwithnohat,andwithbrokenshoes,andwithanoldragtiedroundhishead.Amanwhohadbeensoakedinwater,andsmotheredinmud,andlamedbystones,andcutbyflints,andstungbynettles,andtornbybriars;wholimped,andshivered,andglaredandgrowled;andwhoseteethchatteredinhisheadasheseizedmebythechin.

`O!

Don'tcutmythroat,sir,'Ipleadedinterror.`Praydon'tdoit,sir.'

`Tellusyourname!

'saidtheman.`Quick!

'

`Pip,sir.'

`Oncemore,'saidtheman,staringatme.`Giveitmouth!

'

`Pip.Pip,sir.'

`Showuswhereyoulive,'saidtheman.`Pintouttheplace!

'

Ipointedtowhereourvillagelay,ontheflatin-shoreamongthealder-treesandpollards,amileormorefromthechurch.

Theman,afterlookingatmeforamoment,turnedmeupsidedown,andemptiedmypockets.Therewasnothinginthembutapieceofbread.Whenthechurchcametoitself-forhewassosuddenandstrongthathemadeitgoheadoverheelsbeforeme,andIsawthesteepleundermyfeet-whenthechurchcametoitself,Isay,Iwasseatedonahightombstone,trembling,whileheatethebreadravenously.

`Youyoungdog,'saidtheman,lickinghislips,`whatfatcheeksyouha'got.'

Ibelievetheywerefat,thoughIwasatthattimeundersizedformyyears,andnotstrong.

`DarnMeifIcouldn'teatem,'saidtheman,withathreateningshakeofhishead,`andifIhan'thalfamindto't!

'

Iearnestlyexpressedmyhopethathewouldn't,andheldtightertothetombstoneonwhichhehadputme;partly,tokeepmyselfuponit;partly,tokeepmyselffromcrying.

`Nowlookeehere!

'saidtheman.`Where'syourmother?

'

`There,sir!

'saidI.

Hestarted,madeashortrun,andstoppedandlookedoverhisshoulder.

`There,sir!

'Itimidlyexplained.`AlsoGeorgiana.That'smymother.'

`Oh!

'saidhe,comingback.`Andisthatyourfatheralongeryourmother?

'

`Yes,sir,'saidI;`himtoo;lateofthisparish.'

`Ha!

'hemutteredthen,considering.`Whod'yelivewith-supposin'you'rekindlylettolive,whichIhan'tmadeupmymindabout?

'

`Mysister,sir-MrsJoeGargery-wifeofJoeGargery,theblacksmith,sir.'

`Blacksmith,eh?

'saidhe.Andlookeddownathisleg.

Afterdarklylookingathislegandmeseveraltimes,hecameclosertomytombstone,tookmebybotharms,andtiltedmebackasfarashecouldholdme;sothathiseyeslookedmostpowerfullydownintomine,andminelookedmosthelplesslyupintohis.

`Nowlookeehere,'hesaid,`thequestionbeingwhetheryou'retobelettolive.Youknowwhatafileis?

'

`Yes,sir.'

`Andyouknowwhatwittlesis?

'

`Yes,sir.'

Aftereachquestionhetitledmeoveralittlemore,soastogivemeagreatersenseofhelplessnessanddanger.

`Yougetmeafile.'Hetiltedmeagain.`Andyougetmewittles.'Hetiltedmeagain.`Youbring'embothtome.'Hetiltedmeagain.`OrI'llhaveyourheartandliverout.'Hetiltedmeagain.

Iwasdreadfullyfrightened,andsogiddythatIclungtohimwithbothhands,andsaid,`Ifyouwouldkindlypleasetoletmekeepupright,sir,perhapsIshouldn'tbesick,andperhapsIcouldattendmore.'

Hegavemeamosttremendousdipandroll,sothatthechurchjumpedoveritsownweather-cock.Then,heheldmebythearms,inanuprightpositiononthetopofthestone,andwentoninthesefearfulterms:

`Youbringme,to-morrowmorningearly,thatfileandthemwittles.Youbringthelottome,atthatoldBatteryoveryonder.Youdoit,andyouneverdaretosayawordordaretomakeasignconcerningyourhavingseensuchapersonasme,oranypersonsumever,andyoushallbelettolive.Youfail,oryougofrommywordsinanypartickler,nomatterhowsmallitis,andyourheartandyourlivershallbetoreout,roastedandate.Now,Iain'talone,asyoumaythinkIam.There'sayoungmanhidwithme,incomparisonwithwhichyoungmanIamaAngel.ThatyoungmanhearsthewordsIspeak.Thatyoungmanhasasecretwaypecooliartohimself,ofgettingataboy,andathisheart,andathisliver.Itisinwainforaboytoattempttohidehimselffromthatyoungman.Aboymaylockhisdoor,maybewarminbed,maytuckhimselfup,maydrawtheclothesoverhishead,maythinkhimselfcomfortableandsafe,butthatyoungmanwillsoftlycreepandcreephiswaytohimandtearhimopen.Iamakeepingthatyoungmanfromharmingofyouatthepresentmoment,withgreatdifficulty.Ifinditweryhardtoholdthatyoungmanoffofyourinside.Now,whatdoyousay?

'

IsaidthatIwouldgethimthefile,andIwouldgethimwhatbrokenbitsoffoodIcould,andIwouldcometohimattheBattery,earlyinthemorning.

`SayLordstrikeyoudeadifyoudon't!

'saidtheman.

Isaidso,andhetookmedown.

`Now,'hepursued,`yourememberwhatyou'veundertook,andyourememberthatyoungman,andyougethome!

'

`Goo-goodnight,sir,'Ifaltered.

`Muchofthat!

'saidhe,glancingabouthimoverthecoldwetflat.`IwishIwasafrog.Oraeel!

'

Atthesametime,hehuggedhisshudderingbodyinbothhisarms-claspinghimself,asiftoholdhimselftogether-andlimpedtowardsthelowchurchwall.AsIsawhimgo,pickinghiswayamongthenettles,andamongthebramblesthatboundthegreenmounds,helookedinmyyoungeyesasifhewereeludingthehandsofthedeadpeople,stretchingupcautiouslyoutoftheirgraves,togetatwistuponhisankleandpullhimin.

Whenhecametothelowchurchwall,hegotoverit,likeamanwhoselegswerenumbedandstiff,andthenturnedroundtolookforme.WhenIsawhimturning,Isetmyfacetowardshome,andmadethebestuseofmylegs.ButpresentlyIlookedovermyshoulder,andsawhimgoingonagaintowardstheriver,stillhugginghimselfinbotharms,andpickinghiswaywithhissorefeetamongthegreatstonesdroppedintothemarsheshereandthere,forstepping-placeswhentherainswereheavy,orthetidewasin.

Themarsheswerejustalongblackhorizontallinethen,asIstoppedtolookafterhim;andtheriverwasjustanotherhorizontalline,notnearlysobroadnotyetsoblack;andtheskywasjustarowoflongangryredlinesanddenseblacklinesintermixed.OntheedgeoftheriverIcouldfaintlymakeouttheonlytwoblackthingsinalltheprospectthatseemedtobestandingupright;oneofthesewasthebeaconbywhichthesailorssteered-likeanunhoopedcaskuponapole-anuglythingwhenyouwerenearit;theotheragibbet,withsomechainshangingtoitwhichhadonceheldapirate.Themanwaslimpingontowardsthislatter,asifhewerethepiratecometolife,andcomedown,andgoingbacktohookhimselfupagain.IfgavemeaterribleturnwhenIthoughtso;andasIsawthecattleliftingtheirheadstogazeafterhim,Iwonderedwhethertheythoughtsotoo.Ilookedallroundforthehorribleyoungman,andcouldseenosingsofhim.But,nowIwasfrightenedagain,andranhomewithoutstopping.

我父亲的姓是皮利普,而我的教名是菲利普。

在我幼年时期,无论是皮利普还是菲利普,我既发不出这么长的音节,又咬字不清,只能发出皮普。

所以,我干脆就把自己叫做皮普,以后别人也就跟着叫我皮普了。

我说皮利普是我父亲的姓,那是有根据的,因为我父亲的墓碑上刻着他的姓,而且我姐姐也这么说。

我姐姐嫁给了铁匠乔·葛奇里,现在是葛奇里夫人了。

至于我,从来没有见到过父亲和母亲,也没有看到过他们两位的照片(其实在他们的时代还不知道什么是照片呢)。

最初在我的想象中也有父母亲的模样,那是根据他们的墓碑字形乱造出来的。

我父亲墓碑上的字体使我产生了一个奇怪的想法,认为他是个方方正正。

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