Awww...poor lil pip. Mr. Hubble, Mr. Wopsle, and Uncle Pumblechook; the company of an awful lot of elderly, with all authority to govern what speech must endeavor to be promulgated by the meagre rustle of their tongues on this festive; a lil gathering on christmas. It occasions that they avails it to the fullest of their advantage ....and oh my lil pip! what recital of misdemeanors he is to be charged with, and the listing of what horrid offences the young ones, the lil one here (presently in the comopany) do. Mrs. Joe, his sister, nay not lag in ensuring of offenses of a spoiled kiddo. Mrs.Hubble, O well, sympathizing with her position in bringing him up by hand. Buahaha, and guess what! Dear Mr. Joe with scarcely any power on his speech; compassionately offers a lil more gravy with every hypothetical remark put on his person. The party continues with this of their's natural course (making remarks), with a warrant to dispose off another, the next moment they are urged! Now see....remark 1, he poured a lil gravy to his bowl, mention 2, he poured some more, comment: the third time, and oh! gravy some more. pip: "Joe offered me a bit more gravy, which i was afraid to take". Good gracious! i wonder if he is going to get him all soaked up in gravy like umm, a rain of gravy :3 . Hahaha and believe me, how comically the boy pip's posture has been described in the company. O boy! its quite entertaining. A few bit of lines though they are.
Overall, Charles Dickens has a manner of sobriety about his writing, a composed, n taut; and marvel to resort in the reader's senses. Do apprehend! he writes beautifully indeed. For what i draw here as my personal observation about his manner; i must add, could possibly might not be devoid of the element of partiality. So, hey buddy...extract ur own judgements. ;)
All times' incredible reads; classics rocks (Y) ;)
Chapter 4, "Great Expectations"
by "Charles Dickens"
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