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'There are some funny dogs among us, and they will have their joke, you know; but you mustn't mind 'em, you mustn't mind 'em. 'I'll try and bear up agin such a reg'lar knock down o' talent, replied Sam. 'That's right, said Mr. John Smauker, putting forth his fox's head, and elevating his own; 'I'll stand by you. By this time they had reached a small greengrocer's shop, which Mr.
John Smauker, which was a sufficient letter of recommendation to any society of gentlemen whatever, or wherever. On this account, he should have been disposed to have given Mr.
'Well, if it is, it's a wery inexpressive word, that's all, said Sam. 'It may be, but I ain't much in the chimical line myself, so I can't say. And here, to the great horror of Mr. John Smauker, Sam Weller began to whistle. 'I beg your pardon, Mr. Weller, said Mr. John Smauker, agonised at the exceeding ungenteel sound, 'will you take my arm?
At this, the assembled selections laughed very heartily; and one gentleman in a yellow waistcoat, with a coach-trimming border, whispered a neighbour in green-foil smalls, that Tuckle was in spirits to-night. 'By the bye, said Mr. Tuckle, 'Smauker, my boy, you The remainder of the sentence was forwarded into Mr. John Smauker's ear, by whisper. 'Oh, dear me, I quite forgot, said Mr.
'Which word was that 'ere, Sir? inquired Sam. 'Mississes, Sir, replied Mr. John Smauker, with an alarming frown. 'We don't recognise such distinctions here. 'Oh, wery good, said Sam; 'then I'll amend the obserwation and call 'em the dear creeturs, if Blazes vill allow me.
'Gentlemen, said the man in blue, with an air of the most consummate dandyism, 'I'll give you the ladies; come. 'Hear, hear! said Sam. 'The young mississes. Here there was a loud cry of 'Order, and Mr. John Smauker, as the gentleman who had introduced Mr. Weller into that company, begged to inform him that the word he had just made use of, was unparliamentary.
There is no exaggeration in this, for natives of Bath have assured me they can recall similar displays at the fashionable church of Sundays when these noble creatures, arrayed gorgeously as "generals," were ranged in lines outside "waiting their missuses," pace Mr. John Smauker.
With this permission and the street-door key, Sam Weller issued forth a little before the appointed time, and strolled leisurely towards Queen Square, which he no sooner gained than he had the satisfaction of beholding Mr. John Smauker leaning his powdered head against a lamp-post at a short distance off, smoking a cigar through an amber tube. 'How do you do, Mr. Weller? said Mr.
Smauker to repair to the scene of the festivity, Sam and his friend set off walking "towards High Street," then "turned down a bye-street," and would "soon be there."
John Smauker. 'Gentlemen, my friend Mr. Weller. 'Sorry to keep the fire off you, Weller, said Mr. Tuckle, with a familiar nod. 'Hope you're not cold, Weller. 'Not by no means, Blazes, replied Sam. 'It 'ud be a wery chilly subject as felt cold wen you stood opposite. You'd save coals if they put you behind the fender in the waitin'-room at a public office, you would.
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