As I (Pip) walked up to the Satis House for my regular monthly visits, I saw an unusual sight in front of the house’s gates. There stood in front of the big black gates, a man. He was not an ordinary man, but big and bulky, with big meaty hands on his hips, his furious face glaring at me like bullets ready to tear me apart. His blue uniform shone in the light and gave him an intimidating look. He did not seem all too pleasant. Even more unpleasantly, he grinded his teeth ferociously as I advanced towards him, and for each step I took forward, I grew even more and more nervous.
“Halt there, young knave. What are you up to heading towards this private property? You know Miss Havisham rarely has visitors. Turn back if you value your neck!” barked the young man.
Of course I did not turn around. As I walked forward, I noticed how much tenser he became and how he looked as if he would pounce if need be.
“Why do you not heed my warning little boy?” I’ve warned you once already and you might not have another chance, if you don’t answer my question properly. What is your purpose here?”
This time I stood my ground and glared right back at him. Looking closely at him, I noticed that he was primed and combed to the utmost possible and his uniform did nothing to make his appearance gentler.
“Miss Havisham invited me over,” I declared boldly
Grabbing me by the scruff of my collar, he pulled my face directly in front of his eyes. Without a doubt, he would have pummelled me if it wasn’t for that voice that broke through the silence at the gate.
“Rambleshaw, Let him go. This boy indeed has been invited over by Ms. Havisham.”
There stood behind the gate, Estella, as beautiful as ever, if I could so say myself. I was dropped to the ground behind-first but I scrambled up deftly, so as to not look as a bigger idiot than she might think I already was. Timothy Rambleshaw opened the gate and let me through without another word. But I felt the gaze of his cunning eyes behind me as I walked to the doors of the house. I was infinitely glad when the main doors closed behind me.
By: Wilson Wu
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