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Pickwick, offered the invaluable, and now historic, advice concerning an "alleybi," there being, as he asserted, "nothing like a' alleybi, Sammy, nothing." It was in the same parlour on the same occasion that Mr. Weller, senior, informed his son that he had two tickets "as wos sent" to Mrs.

I've got some friends as'll do either for him, but my adwice 'ud be this here never mind the character, and stick to the alleybi. Nothing like a alleybi, Sammy, nothing. Mr. Weller looked very profound as he delivered this legal opinion; and burying his nose in his tumbler, winked over the top thereof, at his astonished son.

The old gentleman's countenance wore a mournful expression, as he shook his head gravely, and said, in warning accents 'I know'd what 'ud come o' this here mode o' doin' bisness. Oh, Sammy, Sammy, vy worn't there a alleybi! 'But surely, my dear sir, said little Perker, as he stood in Mr.

And my 'pinion is, Sammy, that if your governor don't prove a alleybi, he'll be what the Italians call reg'larly flummoxed, and that's all about it. As the elder Mr.

'The first matter relates to your governor, Sammy, said Mr. Weller. 'He's a-goin' to be tried to-morrow, ain't he? 'The trial's a-comin' on, replied Sam. 'Vell, said Mr. Weller, 'Now I s'pose he'll want to call some witnesses to speak to his character, or p'rhaps to prove a alleybi. I've been a-turnin' the bis'ness over in my mind, and he may make his-self easy, Sammy.

'Why, what do you mean? said Sam; 'you don't think he's a-goin' to be tried at the Old Bailey, do you? 'That ain't no part of the present consideration, Sammy, replied Mr. Weller. 'Verever he's a-goin' to be tried, my boy, a alleybi's the thing to get him off. Ve got Tom Vildspark off that 'ere manslaughter, with a alleybi, ven all the big vigs to a man said as nothing couldn't save him.

Pickwick and his friends made their way to a hackney coach, and Sam Weller was just preparing to jump upon the box when his father stood before him. The old gentleman shook his head gravely and said in warning accents, "I know'd what 'ud come o' this here mode o' doin' bisness. Oh, Sammy, Sammy, vy worn't there a alleybi?"

Better by far, in our estimation, nevertheless, than the smart Cockney facetiousness of the inimitable Sam; better than the old coachman's closing lamentation, "Vy worn't there a alleybi?" better than Mr. Winkle, or Mrs.

Only once did he use the two words, but he was satisfied. As to the alibi, he had not yet troubled her; but to take its existence for granted would upset and discomfort Wimp. For the moment that was triumph enough for Wimp's guest. "Par," said Wilfred Wimp, "what's a alleybi? A marble?" "No, my lad," said Grodman, "it means being somewhere else when you're supposed to be somewhere."