Unit 3D, Literature Exercise 4A, Page 53, Great Expectations.0:00
Cried a terrible voice as a man jumped out from among the graves at the side of the church porch.0:23
Keep still, you little devil, or I'll cut your throat.0:31
A fearful man, all in coarse grey, with a great iron on his leg.0:35
A man with no hat and with broken shoes, and with an old rag tied round his head.0:42
A man who had been soaked in water and smothered in mud and lamed by stones and cut by flints and stung by nettles and torn by briars, who limped and shivered and glared and growled, and whose teeth chattered0:50
in his head as he seized me by the chin.1:12
Oh, don't cut my throat, sir, I pleaded in terror.1:16
Please don't do it, sir.1:21
Tell us your name, said the man.1:23
Once more, said the man, staring at me.1:27
Show us where you live, said the man.1:34
I pointed to where our village lay on the flat inshore, among the alder trees and pollards, a mile or more from the church.1:38
The man, after looking at me for a moment, turned me upside down and emptied my pockets.1:48
There was nothing in them but a piece of bread when the church came to itself, for he was so sudden and strong that he made it go head over heels before me, and I saw the steeple under my1:55
When the church came to itself, I say, I was seated on a high tombstone, trembling, while he ate the bread ravenously.2:09
You young dog, said the man, licking his lips.2:19
What fat cheeks you a got.2:23
I believe they were fat, though I was at that time small for my ears and not strong.2:26
I could eat em, said the man with a threatening shake of his head, and I've half a mind, too.2:33
I earnestly expressed my hope that he wouldn't, and held tighter to the tombstone on which he had put me, partly to keep myself upon it, partly to keep myself from crying.2:40
Now lookee here, said the man.2:55
There, sir, said I. He jumped, made a short run, and stopped and looked over his shoulder.2:59
There, sir, I timidly explained.3:07
Also Georgiana, that's my mother.3:10
Oh, Said he, coming back.3:14
And is that your father alongside your mother?3:16
Yes, sir, said I. Him too late of this parish.3:19
Then, considering who d' ye live with?3:26
Supposing I kindly let you live, which I hadn't made up my mind about?3:29
My sister, sir, Mrs. Jo Gargery, wife of Joe Gargery, the blacksmith, sir.3:34
Said he, and looked down at his leg.3:43
After darkly looking at his leg and me several times, he came closer to my tombstone, took me by both arms, and tilted me back as far as he could hold me, so that his eyes looked most powerfully down3:47
into mine, and mine looked most helplessly up into his.4:03
Now looky here, he said.4:09
The question being whether I let you live.4:12
You know what a phial is?4:15
And you know what whittles is?4:18
After each question he tilted me over a little more, so as to give me a greater sense of helplessness and danger.4:22
And you get me whittles.4:35
You bring em both to me.4:39
Or I'll have your heart and liver out.4:44
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