"I bought them.

And I shall often think of that with peace, when I wake up in the night." The ringing of a distant bell, combined with the echoing of some cry or call along the passage by which I had come, interrupted the conversation and caused Estella to say to me, "Now, boy!" On my turning round, they all looked at me with the utmost contempt, and, as I went out, I heard Sarah Pocket say, "Well I am sure! What next!" and Camilla add, with indignation, "Was there ever such a fancy! The i-de-a!" As we were going with our candle along the dark passage, Estella stopped all of a sudden, and, facing round, said in her taunting manner, with her face quite close to mine,-- "Well ?" "Well, miss ?" I answered, almost falling over her and checking myself.
She stood looking at me, and, of course, I stood looking at her.
"Am I pretty ?" "Yes; I think you are very pretty." "Am I insulting ?" "Not so much so as you were last time," said I.
"Not so much so ?" "No." She fired when she asked the last question, and she slapped my face with such force as she had, when I answered it.
"Now ?" said she.

"You little coarse monster, what do you think of me now ?" "I shall not tell you." "Because you are going to tell up stairs.

Is that it ?" "No," said I, "that's not it." "Why don't you cry again, you little wretch ?" "Because I'll never cry for you again," said I.Which was, I suppose, as false a declaration as ever was made; for I was inwardly crying for her then, and I know what I know of the pain she cost me afterwards.
We went on our way up stairs after this episode; and, as we were going up, we met a gentleman groping his way down.
"Whom have we here ?" asked the gentleman, stopping and looking at me.
"A boy," said Estella.
He was a burly man of an exceedingly dark complexion, with an exceedingly large head, and a corresponding large hand.

He took my chin in his large hand and turned up my face to have a look at me by the light of the candle.