Chapter I

I Meet the Convict

Pirrip is the father’s family name of Pip, and Philip is his Christian name.
One windy afternoon, Pip sat in the graveyard and remembered his dead parents and
brothers, suddenly, a rough voice shouted. He was a fearsome man. Shivering with cold,
and limping as he came up to him, he looked evil and frightful. The man told Pip that he
would cut his throat. Pip was so scared. Then the man told Pip that he need a file and
food, tomorrow morning, and if he talk about it, his heart and liver would tore out,
roasted and ate. And Pip was limping away and ran home without stopping.

Chapter II
Fear and Theft

Mrs. Joe Gargery, his sister, was more than twenty years older than him. She was tall and
bony, with black hair and eyes, and always wore a apron with a square bib that was stuck
with pins and needles.
Joe was a fair man, with flaxen hair and pale blue eyes. He was sweet tempered. Joe
yelled that his sister is coming, then his sister ask him that where did he go. Then he told
the truth that he went to the churchyard. When Joe was busy eating, he slowly slipped his
bread and butter down the leg, for the convict.
Joe burst out, noticing the sudden disappearance. His sister cried. Holding his head under
her arm, she administered a pint of some nasty mixture down his throat.
He went tom Joe’s forge and took a file from among his tools. Then he ran for the misty
marshes.

Chapter III
A Promise Kept

It was a damp and misty morning. He saw the man sitting before him. He was nodding
with sleep. He touched him on the shoulder. He instantly jumped up. It was not the same
man, it was another man. He was everything that the other man was, except that he had
not the same face. He swore an oath at him, hit him, and then ran into the mist. He
thought that it’s the young man, the correct man was there. He looked awfully hungry.
He was gobbling mince meat, bread, cheese and pork pie, all at once, and staring
distrustfully. The man said that his not a deceiving imp. Then he slipped off. They were
to have a superb Christmas dinner. His sister chose to stay at home while Joe and Pip
went to church.
When Joe and Pip got home, they found the table lay. And still, no word of the robbery.
 Chapter IV
The Hunt

His sister came to the table, empty handed, and starting at the soldier. Joe took the
handcuffs. The sergeant began to close in upon about dusk. At last, Joe’s job was done.
When they were all out in the raw air, he whispered to Joe that they can’t find them.
The soldiers were moving in the direction of the old battery, when they heard a long
shout. There seemed to be two or more people shouting at each other. The sergeant
panted, struggling at the bottom of a ditch. Soon, three or four torches were lit.
After an hour or so of traveling they came to a rough wooden. The sergeant made a
report, and then the other convict was taken on board first.

Chapter V
Joe Tells of Him Self

Mr. Wopsle’s great-aunt ran an evening school in the village, which also served as a
general shop during the day. Biddy, who was a distant relative of Mr. Wopsle’s, did all
the work at the shop. Pip and Biddy was an orphan. She was most noticeable because her
hair was always untidy and her shoes wanted mending.
One night, Pip was sitting in a corner with his slate, trying to write a letter to Joe. Joe
joined him after a while. Since he was a blacksmith, he took up his work. But, one day,
he died after an epileptic fit and it broke his heart. His mother died not long after.
He broke out crying and hugged Joe. From that moment, he looked upon Joe with new
admiration.
He had heard of Miss Havisham, a rich and grim lady who lived a secluded life in a large
house that was barricaded against robbers.
He was soaped, kneaded, thumbed and toweled. He was then put into clean clothes and
delivered to Uncle Pumblechock.

Chapter VI
Miss Havisham

Next morning, Pip set out for Miss Havisham’s house with Mr. Pumblechook. Once
there, they had to wait, after ringing the bell.
Presently, a young lady came with keys in her hand. She locked the gate and Pip