There's Mrs Joe, the sadistic husband/nephew beater; Havisham as the rotting Rapunzel, with her virago-in-waiting Estella (another automaton - what IS it with this specific Dickens archetypes?) honed to drive men to make masochistic fools of themselves. Lots of themes here - social class, sexual inequality and Dickens own deep psyche needs exploring. Or does it? I think he was a product of his time and he reflects the prejudices and presumptions across the scale.
I am preferring Brick Lane, which is quite a thick book to get through - I am chipping away with it night after night before I go to sleep. A review on that book another time.