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Fang had to listen: "I demand to be sworn," said the man, "I will not be put down." "Swear the man," growled Mr. Fang, with a very ill grace. "Now, what have you got to say?" Again, Mr. Nupkins said of Sam: "He is evidently a desperate ruffian." "He is my servant, sir," said Mr. Pickwick, angrily. "Oh, he is your servant, is he. A conspiracy to defeat the ends of justice." No, it is not."
Notwithstanding, he characteristically 'thanked the meeting for the patient attention with which they had heard him throughout, a declaration that excited roars of laughter, lasting for a quarter of an hour." This is exactly what one might expect from the self-sufficient Nupkins, who was evidently understood and laughed at by his fellow townsmen.
The Emperor of all the Russias, this wicked enemy of the human race, has succeeded in raising his hideous flag on Port Arthur, and planting his iron heel and cloven hoof on the heathen Chinese filthy, degenerate creatures, who, it must be admitted, are fitting companions for the tallow-eating, 'knouting' barbarian." III. Nupkins and Magnus.
Jinks smiled again rather more feebly than before and edged himself, by degrees, back into his own corner. Mr. Nupkins debated the matter within himself for a few seconds, and then, rising from his chair, and requesting Mr. Pickwick and Sam to follow him, led the way into a small room which opened into the justice-parlour. Desiring Mr.
Nupkins looked calmly terrible, and commanded that the lady should be shown in; which command, like all the mandates of emperors, and magistrates, and other great potentates of the earth, was forthwith obeyed; and Miss Witherfield, interestingly agitated, was ushered in accordingly. 'Muzzle! said the magistrate. Muzzle was an undersized footman, with a long body and short legs.
Jinks, interposed: "How do you propose to deal with the case, sir?" inquired the clerk, in a low voice. Mr. Jinks pulled him by the sleeve and whispered something. He was evidently remonstrating. At length the magistrate, gulping down with a very bad grace his disinclination to hear anything more, said sharply, "What do you want to say?" When Mr. Nupkins, Mr.
Weller; 'but when I think o' that 'ere Job, I can't help opening the walve a inch or two. 'In one word, Sir, said Mr. Pickwick, 'is my servant right in suspecting that a certain Captain Fitz-Marshall is in the habit of visiting here? Because, added Mr. Pickwick, as he saw that Mr. Nupkins was about to offer a very indignant interruption, 'because if he be, I know that person to be a
Here might be a Calverley question, "When was it, and where was it, that the Pickwickians had two dinners in the one day?" Answer: At the Great White Horse on this very visit. When Mr. Nupkins retired to lunch, after his interview with Miss Witherfield, the Pickwickians sat down to their dinner "quietly," and were in the midst of that meal, when Grummer arrived to arrest them.
'A private interview, replied Mr. Pickwick firmly; 'only, as a part of the information which I wish to communicate is derived from my servant, I should wish him to be present. The magistrate looked at Mr. Jinks; Mr. Jinks looked at the magistrate; the officers looked at each other in amazement. Mr. Nupkins turned suddenly pale.
And Mr. Nupkins was sitting in his easy-chair, frowning with majesty, and boiling with rage, when a lady was announced on pressing, private, and particular business. Mr.
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