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Weller wended his way back to the George and Vulture, and faithfully recounted to his master, such indications of the sharp practice of Dodson & Fogg, as he had contrived to pick up in his visit to Mrs. Bardell's. An interview with Mr. Perker, next day, more than confirmed Mr. Weller's statement; and Mr.
'Pooh, pooh, my dear Sir, returned Perker. 'I know you both a great deal better than you know yourselves. You have settled it already, to all intents and purposes. Thus expressing himself, the little gentleman poked his snuff-box first into the chest of Mr. Pickwick, and then into the waistcoat of Mr.
So saying, he put his umbrella under his arm, drew off his right glove, and extended the hand of reconciliation to that most indignant gentleman; who, thereupon, thrust his hands beneath his coat tails, and eyed the attorney with looks of scornful amazement. 'Lowten! cried Perker, at this moment. 'Open the door. 'Wait one instant, said Mr. Pickwick. 'Perker, I WILL speak.
'Not a bit of it, answered Wardle; 'she has been crying and moping ever since, except last night, between tea and supper, when she made a great parade of writing a letter that I pretended to take no notice of. 'You want my advice in this matter, I suppose? said Perker, looking from the musing face of Mr.
'Yes, said Job. 'It seems they got a cognovit out of her, for the amount of 'em, directly after the trial. 'By Jove! said Perker, taking both hands out of his pockets, and striking the knuckles of his right against the palm of his left, emphatically, 'those are the cleverest scamps I ever had anything to do with! 'The sharpest practitioners I ever knew, Sir, observed Lowten.
Weller, holding the door in his hand as if he had some curious live animal on the other side. 'I suppose I must, said Mr. Pickwick, looking at Perker. 'Well then, all in to begin! cried Sam. 'Sound the gong, draw up the curtain, and enter the two conspiraytors. As Sam Weller spoke, he threw the door open, and there rushed tumultuously into the room, Mr.
Snodgrass, and about half a dozen of the committee besides. There was a moment of awful suspense as the procession waited for the Honourable Samuel Slumkey to step into his carriage. Suddenly the crowd set up a great cheering. 'He has come out, said little Mr. Perker, greatly excited; the more so as their position did not enable them to see what was going forward. Another cheer, much louder.
When they reached the low archway which forms the entrance to the inn, Perker was detained a few moments parlaying with the coachman about the fare and the change; and Mr. Pickwick, stepping to one side to be out of the way of the stream of people that were pouring in and out, looked about him with some curiosity.
Pickwick slapped him on the back several times, and then shook hands heartily with Perker, who, not to be behind-hand in the compliments of the occasion, saluted both the bride and the pretty housemaid with right good-will, and, having wrung Mr.
The pheasant-plumed hats went decorously down in prayer-time, but the tail-feathers ran up perker than ever, from the posture; Leslie saw this, because she had lifted her own head and unclosed her eyes in a self-indignant honesty, when she found on what her secret thoughts were running. Were other people so much better than she? And could they do both things?
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