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Nobody had; and as the proposition was warmly seconded by Perker, who considered it extremely probable that if Mr.
Devilish cold, he added pettishly, 'standing at that door, wasting one's time with such seedy vagabonds! Having very vehemently stirred a particularly large fire with a particularly small poker, the clerk led the way to his principal's private room, and announced Mr. Pickwick. 'Ah, my dear Sir, said little Mr. Perker, bustling up from his chair.
Pickwick took off his spectacles, carefully wiped the glasses, folded them into their case, and put them in his pocket; then, having drawn on his gloves with great nicety, and stared at the foreman all the while, he mechanically followed Mr. Perker and the blue bag out of court. They stopped in a side room while Perker paid the court fees; and here, Mr. Pickwick was joined by his friends.
'Good man! replied Perker; 'bless your heart and soul, my dear Sir, Serjeant Snubbin is at the very top of his profession. Gets treble the business of any man in court engaged in every case. You needn't mention it abroad; but we say we of the profession that Serjeant Snubbin leads the court by the nose.
Perker has said, that I am innocent of the falsehood laid to my charge; and although I am very well aware of the inestimable value of your assistance, Sir, I must beg to add, that unless you sincerely believe this, I would rather be deprived of the aid of your talents than have the advantage of them.
'You mean yes, I think, said the little man, turning to the sideboard for a decanter and glasses. As Lowten DID mean yes, he said no more on the subject, but inquired of Job, in an audible whisper, whether the portrait of Perker, which hung opposite the fireplace, wasn't a wonderful likeness, to which Job of course replied that it was. The wine being by this time poured out, Lowten drank to Mrs.
'Oh, I made a fool of myself of course, rejoined Wardle. 'Just so, interposed Perker, who had accompanied this dialogue with sundry twitchings of his watch-chain, vindictive rubbings of his nose, and other symptoms of impatience. 'That's very natural; but how? 'I went into a great passion and frightened my mother into a fit, said Wardle. 'That was judicious, remarked Perker; 'and what else?
With these remarks, which were delivered in a much more animated and earnest manner than is usual in legal gentlemen, Perker drew his chair to his desk, and listened to Mr. Pickwick's recital of old Mr. Winkle's obstinacy. 'Give him a week, said Perker, nodding his head prophetically. 'Do you think he will come round? inquired Mr. Pickwick. 'I think he will, rejoined Perker.
'A worthy couple! said Perker, as the door closed behind them. 'I hope they may become so, replied Mr. Pickwick. 'What do you think? Is there any chance of their permanent reformation? Perker shrugged his shoulders doubtfully, but observing Mr. Pickwick's anxious and disappointed look, rejoined 'Of course there is a chance. I hope it may prove a good one.
'That's the witness-box, my dear sir, replied Perker, disinterring a quantity of papers from the blue bag, which Lowten had just deposited at his feet. 'And that, said Mr. Pickwick, pointing to a couple of enclosed seats on his right, 'that's where the jurymen sit, is it not? 'The identical place, my dear Sir, replied Perker, tapping the lid of his snuff-box. Mr.
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