maid-servant
whom I had
never seen
in all my
comings
and
goings,
but who,
for
anything I
know, had
been in
that
mysterious
house the
whole
time.
After
dinner a
bottle of
choice old
port was
placed
before my
guardian
(he was
evidently
well
acquainted
with the
vintage),
and the
two ladies
left us.
Anything
to equal
the
determined
reticence
of Mr.
Jaggers
under that
roof I
never saw
elsewhere,
even in
him. He
kept his
very looks
to
