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Lupin and Mark Tapley, immortalized by Charles Dickens, though some claim Amesbury to be the original of this scene. It is difficult to say that any particular village could be in the novelist's mind if, as seems probable, he had not seen Wiltshire when Martin Chuzzlewit was written. St. Mary's Grange, on the Salisbury road, is suggested as the original of Mr. Pecksniff's residence.
The sale of "Pickwick" and "Nicholas Nickleby" had been from forty to fifty thousand copies of each part; the sale of Master Humphrey's Clock had risen still higher; the sale of even the most popular parts of "Martin Chuzzlewit" fell to twenty-three thousand. This was, as may be supposed, a grievous disappointment.
'Now, Chuzzlewit, said Montague, 'notwithstanding what has passed I will be plain with you. Are you attending to me there? I only see your back. 'I hear you. Go on! 'I say that notwithstanding what has passed, I will be plain with you. 'You said that before. And I have told you once I heard you say it. Go on.
Under the name, said Martin, who never hammered upon an idea that wasn't red hot, 'under the name of Chuzzlewit and Tapley. 'Lord love you, sir, cried Mark, 'don't have my name in it. I ain't acquainted with the business, sir. I must be Co., I must. I've often thought, he added, in a low voice, 'as I should like to know a Co.; but I little thought as ever I should live to be one.
By little and little, therefore, he began to try whether Mr Chuzzlewit gave any promise of becoming an instrument in his hands, and finding that he did, and indeed that he was very supple in his plastic fingers, he made it the business of his life kind soul! to establish an ascendancy over him; and every little test he durst apply meeting with a success beyond his hopes, he began to think he heard old Martin's cash already chinking in his own unworldly pockets.
Likeways, a few rounds o' buttered toast, first cuttin' off the crust, in consequence of tender teeth, and not too many of 'em; which Gamp himself, Mrs Chuzzlewit, at one blow, being in liquor, struck out four, two single, and two double, as was took by Mrs Harris for a keepsake, and is carried in her pocket at this present hour, along with two cramp-bones, a bit o' ginger, and a grater like a blessed infant's shoe, in tin, with a little heel to put the nutmeg in; as many times I've seen and said, and used for candle when required, within the month.
'I beg your pardon, Mr Chuzzlewit, retorted Cherry; very red and angry in a moment; 'but if you have anything to say on that subject, I must beg to refer you to Augustus. You will scarcely think it manly, I hope, to force an argument on me, when Augustus is at all times ready to discuss it with you.
'By the bye, there's a box of mine. Can we manage to take it? 'Oh, certainly, said Tom. 'Put it in, Dick, anywhere! It was not precisely of that convenient size which would admit of its being squeezed into any odd corner, but Dick the hostler got it in somehow, and Mr Chuzzlewit helped him.
'And this, said John, 'is Mr Chuzzlewit. I am very glad to see him! John had an off-hand manner of his own; so they shook hands warmly, and were friends in no time. 'Stand off a moment, Tom, cried the old pupil, laying one hand on each of Mr Pinch's shoulders, and holding him out at arm's length. 'Let me look at you! Just the same! Not a bit changed!
'Your sister, meeting as I think; not as she says, for she has said nothing about it with little consideration from you, is going away with me, said Mr Chuzzlewit. 'I am very happy to find that she has some good fortune at last, returned Miss Pecksniff, tossing her head. 'I congratulate her, I am sure.
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