Miss Havisham

I was quite pleased that Estella came to visit from Richmond, and that was not the only visit: Pip also came by. He said that he came here looking for Estella and that he had found out who his benefactor was. Good thing too, I think he might of suspected me of supplying him with all that money! He did in fact ask for my monetary support of Herbert Pocket, Matthew's boy, and gave the argument that he had been providing support for Herbert (without his knowledge, of course, because he was too proud) and was no longer able to do so. Right after this, Pip began pouring his heart out for Estella! This young man couldn't contain himself, even though Estella said that she previously warned Pip about getting too close to her. When Estella took no part in listening to Pip, he left with no hope, and it seemed that he changed to a different person. I told him to always be Pip, and I then began to realize what a horrible injustice had been done to this innocent young man.

" 'I am not so cunning, you see,' I said, in answer, conscious that I reddened a little, 'as that I could hide from you, even if I desired, that I do want something. Miss Havisham, if you would spare the money to do my friend Herbert a lasting service in life, but which from the nature of the case must be done without his knowledge, I could show you how.'
'Why must it be done without his knowledge?' she asked, settling her hands upon her stick, that she might regard me the more attentively.
'Because,' said I, 'I began the service myself, more than two years ago, without his knowledge, and I don't want to be betrayed. Why I fail in my ability to finish it, I cannot explain. It is a part of the secret which is another person's and not mine.' " (382-383)

" 'Out of my thoughts! You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then. You have been in every prospect I have ever seen since-on the river, on the sails of the ships, on the marshes, in the clouds, in the light, in the darkness, in the wind, in the woods, in the sea, in the streets. You have been the embodiment of every graceful fancy that my mind has ever become acquainted with. The stones of which the strongest London buildings are made, are not more real, or more impossible to be displaced by your hands, than your presence and influence have been to me, there and everywhere, and will be. Estella, to the last hour of my life, you cannot choose but remain part of my character, part of the little good in me, part of the evil. But, in this separation I associate you only with the good, and I will faithfully hold you to that always, for you must have done me far more good than harm, let me feel now what sharp distress I may. O God bless you, God forgive you!' " (386-387)