“How do you do?” said I, shaking hands with him as we turned down the street together.  “I saw that you saw me.”

“Saw you, Mr. Pip!” he returned.  “Yes, of course I saw you.  But who else was there?”

“Who else?”

“It is the strangest thing,” said Mr. Wopsle, drifting into his lost look again; “and yet I could swear to him.”

Becoming alarmed, I entreated Mr. Wopsle to explain his meaning.

“Whether I should have noticed him at first but for your being there,” said Mr. Wopsle, going on in the same lost way, “I can’t be positive; yet I think I should.”

Involuntarily I looked round me, as I was accustomed to look round me when I went home; for, these mysterious words gave me a chill.

“Oh!  He can’t be in sight,” said Mr. Wopsle.  “He went out, before I went off, I saw him go.”

Having the reason that I had, for being suspicious, I even suspected this poor actor.  I mistrusted a design to entrap me into some admission.  Therefore, I glanced at him as we walked on together, but said nothing.

“I had a ridiculous fancy that he must be with you, Mr. Pip, till I saw that you were quite unconscious of him, sitting behind you there, like a ghost.”

My former chill crept over me again, but I was resolved not to speak yet, for it was quite consistent with his words that he might be set on to induce me to connect these references with Provis.  Of course, I was perfectly sure and safe that Provis had not been there.

“I dare say you wonder at me, Mr. Pip; indeed I see you do.  But it is so very strange!  You’ll hardly believe what I am going to tell you.  I could hardly believe it myself, if you told me.”

“Indeed?” said I.

“No, indeed.  Mr. Pip, you remember in old times a certain Christmas Day, when you were quite a child, and I dined at Gargery’s, and some soldiers came to the door to get a pair of handcuffs mended?”

“I remember it very well.”

“And you remember that there was a chase after two convicts, and that we joined in it, and that Gargery took you on his back, and that I took the lead and you kept up with me as well as you could?”

“I remember it all very well.”  Better than he thought — except the last clause.

“And you remember that we came up with the two in a ditch, and that there was a scuffle between them, and that one of them had been severely handled and much mauled about the face, by the other?”

“I see it all before me.”

“And that the soldiers lighted torches, and put the two in the centre, and that we went on to see the last of them, over the black marshes, with the torchlight shining on their faces — I am particular about that; with the torchlight shining on their faces, when there was an outer ring of dark night all about us?”

“Yes,” said I.  “I remember all that.”

“Then, Mr. Pip, one of those two prisoners sat behind you tonight.  I saw him over your shoulder.”