Chapter 21: Barnard's Inn...
Wemmick, who's described as a short, dry man whose "features seemed to have been imperfectly carved-out with a dull-edged chisel" (197) walks Pip through the dreary London streets to the extraordinarily unimpressive Barnard's Inn. Nothing Pip's seen so far has seemed fitting of his great expectations, and as Pip waits in the dingy hallway of the inn for young Mr. Pocket to return, he decides that London is definitely overrated.
Pocket arrives, apologetic and bearing bags of fruit, Pip cannot take his eyes off of him. When Pocket gives a good look at Pip, he is riveted as well, and in unison, and smiling, they voice what they've realized: Mr. Pocket Jr. is the pale young gentleman, that same pasty boy that Pip beat bloody years ago at Miss Havisham's.
