What then, when that's once done?
Here I am.

To go back now 'ud be as bad as to stand ground--worse.

Besides, Pip, I'm here, because I've meant it by you, years and years.

As to what I dare, I'm a old bird now, as has dared all manner of traps since first he was fledged, and I'm not afeerd to perch upon a scarecrow.

If there's Death hid inside of it, there is, and let him come out, and I'll face him, and then I'll believe in him and not afore.