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'Well, said Sam, 'of all the cool boys ever I set my eyes on, this here young gen'l'm'n is the coolest. Come, wake up, young dropsy! But as young dropsy evinced no symptoms of returning animation, Sam Weller sat himself down in front of the cart, and starting the old horse with a jerk of the rein, jogged steadily on, towards the Manor Farm. Meanwhile, Mr.
'Never mind who he was, retorted Sam; 'he warn't a coachman; that's enough for you. 'I know'd a ostler o' that name, said Mr. Weller, musing. 'It warn't him, said Sam. 'This here gen'l'm'n was a prophet. 'Wot's a prophet? inquired Mr. Weller, looking sternly on his son. 'Wy, a man as tells what's a-goin' to happen, replied Sam. 'I wish I'd know'd him, Sammy, said Mr. Weller.
He did not speak, but we cannot say that he did not pray, for, mentally he said, "I beg your parding, old gen'l'm'n, an' I on'y pray that a lot of fellers like you may come 'ere sometimes to 'urt our feelin's in that vay!" At that moment Hetty bent over the bed, and, softly kissing her brother's dirty face, whispered, "Yes, Bobby, that's what they teach me in Sunday-school at George Yard."
"It's a wery bad road between this and London," says the gen'l'm'n. "Here and there it is a heavy road," says my father. " 'Specially near the canal, I think," says the gen'l'm'n. "Nasty bit that 'ere," says my father. "Well, Mr. Weller," says the gen'l'm'n, "you're a wery good whip, and can do what you like with your horses, we know. We're all wery fond o' you, Mr.
He come home late nights, come in softly, oh, I hear him! I lay awake, 'n' got sharp ears, I hear the cats walkin' over the roofs, 'n' I hear Dick Veneer, when he comes up in his stockin'-feet as still as a cat. I think he mean' mischief to somebody. I no like his looks these las' days. Is that a very pooty gen'l'm'n up at the schoolhouse, Doctor?" "I told you he was good-looking. What if he is?"
An' she ha'n' got the same kind o' feelin's as other women. Do you know that young gen'l'm'n up at the school, Doctor?" "Yes, Sophy, I've met him sometimes. He's a very nice sort of young man, handsome, too, and I don't much wonder Elsie takes to him. Tell me, Sophy, what do you think would happen, if he should chance to fall in love with Elsie, and she with him, and he should marry her?"
There warn't a pickpocket in all London as didn't take a pull at that chain, but the chain 'ud never break, and the watch 'ud never come out, so they soon got tired of dragging such a heavy old gen'l'm'n along the pavement, and he'd go home and laugh till the pigtail wibrated like the penderlum of a Dutch clock.
Snodgrass drew forth his handkerchief, with undisguised emotion; and Mr. Winkle retired to the window, and sniffed aloud. 'Mornin', gen'l'm'n, said Sam, entering at the moment with the shoes and gaiters. 'Avay vith melincholly, as the little boy said ven his schoolmissus died. Velcome to the college, gen'l'm'n. 'This foolish fellow, said Mr.
'I'm wery much obliged to you, old gen'l'm'n, replied Sam, 'for consulting my conwenience, and I'm still more obliged to the other gen'l'm'n, who looks as if he'd just escaped from a giant's carrywan, for his wery 'andsome suggestion; but I should prefer your givin' me a answer to my question, if it's all the same to you.
Weller for her po-lite inquiries, Sammy, replied the old gentleman. 'I think a pipe vould benefit me a good deal. Could I be accommodated, Sammy? Here Mrs. Weller let fall some more tears, and Mr. Stiggins groaned. 'Hollo! Here's this unfortunate gen'l'm'n took ill agin, said Sam, looking round. 'Vere do you feel it now, sir? 'In the same place, young man, rejoined Mr.
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