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Cluppins, with interesting agitation, 'I will not deceive you. 'You had better not, ma'am, said the little judge. 'I was there, resumed Mrs. Cluppins, 'unbeknown to Mrs. Bardell; I had been out with a little basket, gentlemen, to buy three pound of red kidney pertaties, which was three pound tuppence ha'penny, when I see Mrs. Bardell's street door on the jar.
Cluppins, after a careful survey of Master Bardell's buttons and the button-holes to which they severally belonged, placed him on the floor of the court in front of his mother a commanding position in which he could not fail to awaken the full commiseration and sympathy of both judge and jury.
Bardell produced, from a small closet, a black bottle and a wine-glass; and so great was her abstraction, in her deep mental affliction, that, after filling Mr. Weller's glass, she brought out three more wine-glasses, and filled them too. 'Lauk, Mrs. Bardell, said Mrs. Cluppins, 'see what you've been and done! 'Well, that is a good one! ejaculated Mrs. Sanders. 'Ah, my poor head! said Mrs.
'To be sure, replied Mrs. Cluppins, eagerly catching at the idea; 'walk in, young man; and shut the street door first, please. Mr. Weller immediately took the hint; and presenting himself in the parlour, explained his business to Mrs. Bardell thus
A gentleman with money, as could never feel the expense of a wife, no more than nothing, continued Mrs. Cluppins, with great volubility; 'why there ain't the faintest shade of an excuse for his behaviour! Why don't he marry her? 'Ah, said Sam, 'to be sure; that's the question. 'Question, indeed, retorted Mrs. Cluppins, 'she'd question him, if she'd my spirit.
'Or hoffered marriage! said Mrs. Cluppins. 'Dear me, how slow the gentleman is,'exclaimed Mrs. Rogers. 'Why doesn't he make haste! As the lady spoke these words, Mr.
Raddle and the cab-driver were having an altercation concerning the fare, which, terminating at this point in favour of the cabman, Mrs. Raddle came up tottering. 'Lauk, Mary Ann! what's the matter? said Mrs. Cluppins. 'It's put me all over in such a tremble, Betsy, replied Mrs. Raddle. 'Raddle ain't like a man; he leaves everythink to me. This was scarcely fair upon the unfortunate Mr.
Cluppins and Mrs. Sanders turned their heads away and wept, while Messrs. Dodson and Fogg entreated the plaintiff to compose herself. Serjeant Buzfuz rubbed his eyes very hard with a large white handkerchief, and gave an appealing look towards the jury, while the judge was visibly affected, and several of the beholders tried to cough down their emotion.
Then Sergeant Buzfuz opened the case for the plaintiff, and when he had finished Elizabeth Cluppins was called. "Do you recollect, Mrs. Cluppins," said Sergeant Buzfuz, "do you recollect being in Mrs. Bardell's back room on one particular morning last July, when she was dusting Pickwick's apartment?" "Yes, my lord and jury, I do," replied Mrs. Cluppins.
Cluppins with a ninth about that day six months" whereupon the worthy lady was summarily hustled out of the witness-box. Nathaniel Winkle, however, consoled us immediately. Don't we remember how, even before he could open his lips, he was completely disconcerted?
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