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'Why, the fact is, said that unhappy gentleman, stepping forward, 'when we alighted at this door, a dispute arose with the driver of the cabrioily A loud scream from his wife, at the mention of this word, rendered all further explanation inaudible. 'You'd better leave us to bring her round, Raddle, said Mrs. Cluppins. 'She'll never get better as long as you're here.
His money always as good as the bank always. As Mrs. Bardell said this, she applied her handkerchief to her eyes, and went out of the room to get the receipt. Sam well knew that he had only to remain quiet, and the women were sure to talk; so he looked alternately at the tin saucepan, the toasted cheese, the wall, and the ceiling, in profound silence. 'Poor dear! said Mrs. Cluppins.
Raddle bowed, and Mrs. Cluppins said, 'she was sure she was very happy to have an opportunity of being known to a lady which she had heerd so much in favour of, as Mrs. Rogers. A compliment which the last-named lady acknowledged with graceful condescension. 'Well, Mr. Raddle, said Mrs.
Cluppins then related the conversation we have already heard between Mr. Pickwick and Mrs. Bardell. The next witness was Mr. Winkle, and after him came Mr. Tupman, and Mr. Snodgrass, all of whom appeared on subpoena by the plaintiff's lawyers. Sergeant Buzfuz then rose and said, with considerable importance, "Call Samuel Weller."
Cluppins, with the combined assistance of Mrs. Bardell, Mrs. Sanders, Mr. Dodson, and Mr. Fogg, was hoisted into the witness-box; and when she was safely perched on the top step, Mrs. Bardell stood on the bottom one, with the pocket-handkerchief and pattens in one hand, and a glass bottle that might hold about a quarter of a pint of smelling-salts in the other, ready for any emergency. Mrs.
Bardell's street-door on the jar." "On the what?" Counsel. "Partly open, my lord." "She said on the jar." Counsel. "It's all the same, my lord." Then blinking more quickly than before, with a furtive glance at witness, and a doubtful look of abstraction into space the little Judge made a note of it. As in Mrs. Cluppins' faintness there was a recognizable touch of Mrs.
At all which moral reflections, Master Bardell howled the louder. 'Now, what shall I do? said Mrs. Bardell to Mrs. Cluppins. 'I think you ought to see him, replied Mrs. Cluppins. 'But on no account without a witness. 'I think two witnesses would be more lawful, said Mrs. Sanders, who, like the other friend, was bursting with curiosity. 'Perhaps he'd better come in here, said Mrs. Bardell.
Cluppins and Mrs. Sanders. 'I say systematic villainy, gentlemen, said Serjeant Buzfuz, looking through Mr. Pickwick, and talking AT him; 'and when I say systematic villainy, let me tell the defendant Pickwick, if he be in court, as I am informed he is, that it would have been more decent in him, more becoming, in better judgment, and in better taste, if he had stopped away.
Bardell, 'you've never been introduced, I declare! Mr. Raddle, ma'am; Mrs. Cluppins, ma'am; Mrs. Raddle, ma'am. 'Which is Mrs. Cluppins's sister, suggested Mrs. Sanders. 'Oh, indeed! said Mrs. Rogers graciously; for she was the lodger, and her servant was in waiting, so she was more gracious than intimate, in right of her position. 'Oh, indeed! Mrs. Raddle smiled sweetly, Mr.
'Well, Tommy, said Mrs. Cluppins, 'how's your poor dear mother? 'Oh, she's very well, replied Master Bardell. 'She's in the front parlour, all ready. I'm ready too, I am. Here Master Bardell put his hands in his pockets, and jumped off and on the bottom step of the door. 'Is anybody else a-goin', Tommy? said Mrs. Cluppins, arranging her pelerine. 'Mrs.
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