"Minnie"

The two casts stared down at me in Mr. Jaggers’ office. I had come to his office to ask for a twelve pounds. I had intended to buy Herbert a new dining table that was more suitable to our needs. It was during this time when an altercation suddenly broke out outside of the office. We rushed to see a lovely young woman, dressed in a bright yellow dress, shouting at poor Wemmick.

She was neither short nor average. She was rather tall for her age, which I estimated to be at most two years younger than I am. Mr. Jaggers approached the young woman with his handkerchief out.

“Minnie,” said Mr. Jaggers, “You need not worry; I will take care of the matters of your father.”

The young woman looked at him with eyes that were filled with more despair than anything I had ever encountered in my life. “It was not my father who did so,” she said in a hushed voice.

“If you continue to interfere, young lady, he will be the one who had done it. Now leave, I will here no more of this.”

The conversation had ended without the young lady’s consent. I quickly retrieved my money from Wemmick, and immediately left to pursue this young lady. I caught up with her after a few minutes, after gradually catching my breath.

I walked up to her casually, as if I had caught her by accident. “Good morning, miss,” I said. She walked on, without giving me so much as a glance. “Just out of curiosity, may I ask where you are headed?”

Minnie tilted her head slightly towards me, acknowledging me in the most minor way. “If it concerns you, I am returning to my father. And before you ask, I will not give you any details on why I was at Mr. Jaggers’ office.” With that, she walked away with the greatest indignation. She left me with a scent of lilies and fascination. I fell behind her, and followed her to her estate. From that day on, I would pass by everyday, hoping to catch a glimpse of her yellow dress.

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