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Job's story was that Jingle dragged him away in a post-chaise and persuaded the girl at the boarding-school to tell Mr. Pickwick that she knew nothing of the matter. He had also bribed the schoolmistress to tell the same story. He had then deserted her for a better speculation, to wit, Miss Nupkins, to whom he had hurried back. But for Mr.
They were taken to Nupkins', and there dined with him. This dinner would have brought them to five o'clock: we are told of candles so that it was dark yet this was the month of May, when it would been light enough till eight o'clock. Mrs. Nupkins' dress, on coming in from lunch, is worth noting. "A blue gauze turban and a light brown wig." Again, it was to Mr.
'You did quite right, replied the magistrate. 'He is evidently a desperate ruffian. 'He is my servant, Sir, said Mr. Pickwick angrily. 'Oh! he is your servant, is he? said Mr. Nupkins. 'A conspiracy to defeat the ends of justice, and murder its officers. Pickwick's servant. Put that down, Mr. Jinks. Mr. Jinks did so. 'What's your name, fellow? thundered Mr. Nupkins. 'Veller, replied Sam.
Nupkins tingled up into the very tips of his ears. He had picked up the captain at a neighbouring race-course. Charmed with his long list of aristocratic acquaintance, his extensive travel, and his fashionable demeanour, Mrs.
Jinks was evidently remonstrating. At length the magistrate, gulping down, with a very bad grace, his disinclination to hear anything more, turned to Mr. Pickwick, and said sharply, 'What do you want to say? 'First, said Mr. Pickwick, sending a look through his spectacles, under which even Nupkins quailed, 'first, I wish to know what I and my friend have been brought here for?
'A very good name for the Newgate Calendar, said Mr. Nupkins. This was a joke; so Jinks, Grummer, Dubbley, all the specials, and Muzzle, went into fits of laughter of five minutes' duration. 'Put down his name, Mr. Jinks, said the magistrate. 'Two L's, old feller, said Sam. Here an unfortunate special laughed again, whereupon the magistrate threatened to commit him instantly.
'How can we ever show ourselves in society! said Miss Nupkins. 'How can we face the Porkenhams? cried Mrs. Nupkins. 'Or the Griggs! cried Miss Nupkins. 'Or the Slummintowkens! cried Mrs. Nupkins. 'But what does your papa care! What is it to HIM! At this dreadful reflection, Mrs. Nupkins wept mental anguish, and Miss Nupkins followed on the same side. Mrs.
Poor Emily! I lately looked through the swollen pages of the monster London Directory to find how many of the Pickwickian names were in common use. There was not a single Snodgrass, though there was one Winkel, and one "Winkle and Co." in St. Mary Axe. There was one Tupman, a Court dressmaker no Nupkins, but some twenty Magnuses, and not a single Pickwick.
Nupkins, 'I will, with my friends, bid you farewell. While we thank you for such hospitality as we have received, permit me to assure you, in our joint names, that we should not have accepted it, or have consented to extricate ourselves in this way, from our previous dilemma, had we not been impelled by a strong sense of duty. We return to London to-morrow. Your secret is safe with us.
This magistrate was despotic enough, but we might have expected that he would have had Mr. Peter Magnus brought before him also, and have issued a warrant. The lady, however, was silent as to her admirer, and this difficulty appears to have occurred to the author for he makes Mr. Nupkins remark: "The other principal you say has absconded," she having said nothing whatever.
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