1 Our time of starting from the Cross Keys was two o'clock.
2 I entered and he swung it, and locked it, and took the key out.
3 When I got into the courtyard, I found Estella waiting with the keys.
4 Thither I went, and there I found him, putting the key of his safe down his back as the clock struck.
5 He took out his key and opened the door, and we all went into a stone hall, bare, gloomy, and little used.
6 Assured of this, I softly removed the key to the outside of his door, and turned it on him before I again sat down by the fire.
7 The voice returned, "Quite right," and the window was shut again, and a young lady came across the court-yard, with keys in her hand.
8 I was not expected till to-morrow; but I had my keys, and, if Herbert were gone to bed, could get to bed myself without disturbing him.
9 Even with those aids, I might not have come to myself as soon as I did, but that I saw Estella approaching with the keys, to let me out.
10 On opening the outer door of our chambers with my key, I found a letter in the box, directed to me; a very dirty letter, though not ill-written.
11 Certain keys were hanging on the wall, to which he now added the gate key; and his patchwork-covered bed was in a little inner division or recess.
12 Certain keys were hanging on the wall, to which he now added the gate key; and his patchwork-covered bed was in a little inner division or recess.
13 It was a little past midday when the four-horse stage-coach by which I was a passenger, got into the ravel of traffic frayed out about the Cross Keys, Wood Street, Cheapside, London.
14 Passing on into the front courtyard, I hesitated whether to call the woman to let me out at the locked gate of which she had the key, or first to go up stairs and assure myself that Miss Havisham was as safe and well as I had left her.
15 When Mr. Wemmick had put all the biscuit into the post, and had paid me my money from a cash-box in a safe, the key of which safe he kept somewhere down his back and produced from his coat-collar like an iron-pigtail, we went up stairs.
16 At last, when we got to his place of business and he pulled out his key from his coat-collar, he looked as unconscious of his Walworth property as if the Castle and the drawbridge and the arbor and the lake and the fountain and the Aged, had all been blown into space together by the last discharge of the Stinger.