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Updated: May 14, 2025


'Two coves in vhite aprons touches their hats ven you walk in "Licence, Sir, licence?" Queer sort, them, and their mas'rs, too, sir Old Bailey Proctors and no mistake. 'What do they do? inquired the gentleman. 'Do! You, Sir! That ain't the worst on it, neither. They puts things into old gen'l'm'n's heads as they never dreamed of. My father, Sir, wos a coachman.

So he begins a-chucklin' wery hearty, wen, all of a sudden, the little boy leaves hold of the pickpocket's arm, and rushes head foremost straight into the old gen'l'm'n's stomach, and for a moment doubles him right up with the pain. "Murder!" says the old gen'l'm'n. "All right, Sir," says the pickpocket, a-wisperin' in his ear.

'I wos a carrier's boy at startin'; then a vaginer's, then a helper, then a boots. Now I'm a gen'l'm'n's servant. I shall be a gen'l'm'n myself one of these days, perhaps, with a pipe in my mouth, and a summer-house in the back-garden. Who knows? I shouldn't be surprised for one. 'You are quite a philosopher, Sam, said Mr. Pickwick. 'It runs in the family, I b'lieve, sir, replied Mr. Weller.

And wen he come straight agin, the watch and chain was gone, and what's worse than that, the old gen'l'm'n's digestion was all wrong ever afterwards, to the wery last day of his life; so just you look about you, young feller, and take care you don't get too fat. As Mr.

You never saw such a good house, Steerforth. It's made out of a boat! 'Made out of a boat, is it? said Steerforth. 'It's the right sort of a house for such a thorough-built boatman. 'So 'tis, sir, so 'tis, sir, said Ham, grinning. 'You're right, young gen'l'm'n! Mas'r Davy bor', gen'l'm'n's right. A thorough-built boatman! Hor, hor! That's what he is, too! Mr.

Vinkle. That's what I wished to say, sir, and I hope I've now made that 'ere gen'l'm'n's mind easy. A short pause followed these consolatory remarks of Mr. Weller. Then Mr. Ben Allen rising from his chair, protested that he would never see Arabella's face again; while Mr. Bob Sawyer, despite Sam's flattering assurance, vowed dreadful vengeance on the happy bridegroom.

'Ee should have said, right round the corner to your right, and 'ee should have added `sir, for that's right w'en a gen'l'm'n's spoke to, arter w'ich, w'en you've left this 'ere street, take second turnin' to your left, if you're left-'anded, an' then you come hall right. That's 'ow 'ee ought to have said it, sir." In the midst of this flow of information, Mr Sparks emerged into the street.

"You'd better not carry that 'ere watch," says the old gen'l'm'n's friends, "you'll be robbed on it," says they. "Shall I?" says he. "Yes, you will," says they.

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