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'Why, damn their audacity, so they have, said Captain Boldwig, as the crumbs and fragments that were strewn upon the grass met his eye. 'They have actually been devouring their food here. I wish I had the vagabonds here! said the captain, clenching the thick stick. 'I wish I had the vagabonds here, said the captain wrathfully. 'Beg your pardon, sir, said Wilkins, 'but 'But what?
'What did he say his name was? asked the captain. 'Punch, I think, sir, replied Wilkins. 'That's his impudence that's his confounded impudence, said Captain Boldwig. 'He's only feigning to be asleep now, said the captain, in a high passion. 'He's drunk; he's a drunken plebeian.
'I'll not forget it, Sir. 'I beg your pardon, Sir, said the other man, advancing, with his hand to his hat. 'Well, Wilkins, what's the matter with you? said Captain Boldwig. 'I beg your pardon, sir but I think there have been trespassers here to-day. 'Ha! said the captain, scowling around him. 'Yes, sir they have been dining here, I think, sir.
'Hunt, said Captain Boldwig. 'Yes, Sir, said the gardener. 'Roll this place to-morrow morning do you hear, Hunt? 'Yes, Sir. 'And take care that you keep this place in good order do you hear, Hunt? 'Yes, Sir. 'And remind me to have a board done about trespassers, and spring guns, and all that sort of thing, to keep the common people out. Do you hear, Hunt; do you hear?
Pickwick had not been asleep half an hour when little Captain Boldwig, followed by the two gardeners, came striding along as fast as his size and importance would let him; and when he came near the oak tree, Captain Boldwig paused and drew a long breath, and looked at the prospect as if he thought the prospect ought to be highly gratified at having him to take notice of it; and then he struck the ground emphatically with his stick, and summoned the head-gardener.
He shall not bully me he shall not bully me. Wheel him away. Away Mr. Pickwick was wheeled in compliance with this imperious mandate; and the great Captain Boldwig, swelling with indignation, proceeded on his walk. Inexpressible was the astonishment of the little party when they returned, to find that Mr. Pickwick had disappeared, and taken the wheel-barrow with him.
Wheel him away, Wilkins, wheel him away directly. 'Where shall I wheel him to, sir? inquired Wilkins, with great timidity. 'Wheel him to the devil, replied Captain Boldwig. 'Very well, sir, said Wilkins. 'Stay, said the captain. Wilkins stopped accordingly. 'Wheel him, said the captain 'wheel him to the pound; and let us see whether he calls himself Punch when he comes to himself.
Veller's compliments to the justice, and tell him I've spiled his beadle, and that, if he'll swear in a new 'un, I'll come back again to-morrow and spile him. Drive on, old feller. 'I'll give directions for the commencement of an action for false imprisonment against this Captain Boldwig, directly I get to London, said Mr. Pickwick, as soon as the carriage turned out of the town.
Eh? roared the captain; and following the timid glance of Wilkins, his eyes encountered the wheel-barrow and Mr. Pickwick. 'Who are you, you rascal? said the captain, administering several pokes to Mr. Pickwick's body with the thick stick. 'What's your name? 'Cold punch, murmured Mr. Pickwick, as he sank to sleep again. 'What? demanded Captain Boldwig. No reply.
A general shout was of course the signal of his having woke up; and his involuntary inquiry of 'What's the matter? occasioned another, louder than the first, if possible. 'Here's a game! roared the populace. 'Where am I? exclaimed Mr. Pickwick. 'In the pound, replied the mob. 'How came I here? What was I doing? Where was I brought from? 'Boldwig! Captain Boldwig! was the only reply.
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