It was fine summer weather again—Chap. xxxv.
"It is of no use," said Biddy—Chap. xxxv.
"What!" said Estella, preserving her attitude of indifference as she leaned against the great chimney-piece, and only moving her eyes, "Do you reproach me for being cold! You!"—Chap. xxxviii.
"Why should I look at him?" returned Estella—Chap. xxxviii.