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'Vell, said Sam, rising and setting down his glass, 'all I can say is, that I vish you MAY get it. 'Thank'ee, Mr. Weller, said Mrs. Bardell fervently. 'And of them Dodson and Foggs, as does these sort o' things on spec, continued Mr.
There was a certain degree of pride and importance about being wanted by one's lawyers in such a monstrous hurry, that was by no means displeasing to Mrs. Bardell, especially as it might be reasonably supposed to enhance her consequence in the eyes of the first-floor lodger.
Bardell, with a faint smile. Sam understood all this, of course, so he said at once, that he never could drink before supper, unless a lady drank with him. A great deal of laughter ensued, and Mrs. Sanders volunteered to humour him, so she took a slight sip out of her glass. Then Sam said it must go all round, so they all took a slight sip. Then little Mrs.
Cluppins proposed as a toast, 'Success to Bardell agin Pickwick'; and then the ladies emptied their glasses in honour of the sentiment, and got very talkative directly. 'I suppose you've heard what's going forward, Mr. Weller? said Mrs. Bardell. 'I've heerd somethin' on it, replied Sam. 'It's a terrible thing to be dragged before the public, in that way, Mr. Weller, said Mrs.
Indeed, Dodson expressly said so to me, and so did Fogg. I've kept the coach on purpose for you to go back in. 'How very strange! exclaimed Mrs. Bardell.
Carey goes on, ‘There is a letter found with a bracelet in it, sent from the Queen to the Earl of Gowrie, to persuade him to leave his country life and come to Court, assuring him that he should enjoy any contents that Court could afford.’ Can some amorous promise underlie this, as in the case of Mr. Pickwick’s letter to Mrs. Bardell, about the warming-pan? ‘This letter the King hath,’ says Carey.
It was in his sitting-room here that the subpoenas re Bardell v. Pickwick were served on his three friends and Sam Weller on behalf of the plaintiff. The Pickwickians were seated round the fire after a comfortable dinner when Mr. Jackson, the plaintiff's man, by his unexpected appearance, disturbed their happy gathering.
He paced the room to and fro with hurried steps, popped his head out of the window at intervals of about three minutes each, constantly referred to his watch, and exhibited many other manifestations of impatience very unusual with him. It was evident that something of great importance was in contemplation, but what that something was, not even Mrs. Bardell had been enabled to discover. 'Mrs.
Fogg, each of whom had prepared a most sympathising and melancholy face for the occasion. Mrs. Sanders then appeared, leading in Master Bardell. At sight of her child, Mrs. Bardell started; suddenly recollecting herself, she kissed him in a frantic manner; then relapsing into a state of hysterical imbecility, the good lady requested to be informed where she was. In reply to this, Mrs.
Pickwick was fast asleep in bed, when his early visitor, followed by Sam, entered the room. The noise they made, in so doing, awoke him. 'Shaving-water, Sam, said Mr. Pickwick, from within the curtains. 'Shave you directly, Mr. Pickwick, said the visitor, drawing one of them back from the bed's head. 'I've got an execution against you, at the suit of Bardell. Here's the warrant. Common Pleas.
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