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Smangle, with a long-drawn sigh. 'He's delightful company, that man is, sir. I don't know better company anywhere; but he has that one drawback. If the ghost of his grandfather, Sir, was to rise before him this minute, he'd ask him for the loan of his acceptance on an eightpenny stamp. 'Dear me! exclaimed Mr. Pickwick. 'Yes, added Mr.
Confound and curse it! if one gentleman under a cloud is not to put himself a little out of the way to assist another gentleman in the same condition, what's human nature? Thus spake Mr. Smangle, edging himself meanwhile as near as possible to the portmanteau, and beaming forth looks of the most fervent and disinterested friendship.
Smangle stopped short, and shook his head dubiously. 'You don't think there is any probability of his appropriating the money to his own use? said Mr. Pickwick. 'Oh, no! Mind, I don't say that; I expressly say that he's a devilish gentlemanly fellow, said Mr. Smangle.
Smangle; 'this is dry work. Let's rinse our mouths with a drop of burnt sherry; the last-comer shall stand it, Mivins shall fetch it, and I'll help to drink it. That's a fair and gentlemanlike division of labour, anyhow. Curse me! Unwilling to hazard another quarrel, Mr. Pickwick gladly assented to the proposition, and consigned the money to Mr.
Pickwick had been in a state of slumber for some time, when he had a faint perception of the drunken man bursting out afresh with the comic song, and receiving from Mr. Smangle a gentle intimation, through the medium of the water-jug, that his audience was not musically disposed. Mr. Pickwick then once again dropped off to sleep, with a confused consciousness that Mr.
'No, I did not, sir, said Mr. Smangle. All this was very genteel and pleasant; and, to make matters still more comfortable, Mr. Smangle assured Mr. Pickwick a great many more times that he entertained a very high respect for the feelings of a gentleman; which sentiment, indeed, did him infinite credit, as he could be in no wise supposed to understand them.
Pickwick opened his eyes next morning, the first object upon which they rested was Samuel Weller, seated upon a small black portmanteau, intently regarding, apparently in a condition of profound abstraction, the stately figure of the dashing Mr. Smangle; while Mr.
Or stop I'll tell you what I'll tell you how we'll do him, said Smangle, with a cunning look. 'How? said Mr. Pickwick. 'Send down word that he's to spend the change in cigars. Capital thought. Run and tell him that; d'ye hear? They shan't be wasted, continued Smangle, turning to Mr. Pickwick. 'I'LL smoke 'em.
Pickwick, but of Sam also, who, he took an early opportunity of declaring in a tone of voice loud enough for that eccentric personage to overhear, was a regular thoroughbred original, and consequently the very man after his own heart. As to Mr. Pickwick, the affection he conceived for him knew no limits. 'Now is there anything I can do for you, my dear Sir? said Smangle.
Mivins, who, as it was nearly eleven o'clock, lost no time in repairing to the coffee-room on his errand. 'I say, whispered Smangle, the moment his friend had left the room; 'what did you give him? 'Half a sovereign, said Mr. Pickwick. 'He's a devilish pleasant gentlemanly dog, said Mr. Smangle; 'infernal pleasant. I don't know anybody more so; but Here Mr.
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