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She raised her head and languidly inquired, 'Who's that, and what do you want? 'Hush, said Sam, swinging himself on to the wall, and crouching there in as small a compass as he could reduce himself to, 'only me, miss, only me. 'Mr. Pickwick's servant! said Arabella earnestly. 'The wery same, miss, replied Sam. 'Here's Mr. Vinkle reg'larly sewed up vith desperation, miss.
Vinkle stops at home now, rejoined Sam. 'He's married. 'Married! exclaimed Pott, with frightful vehemence. He stopped, smiled darkly, and added, in a low, vindictive tone, 'It serves him right! Having given vent to this cruel ebullition of deadly malice and cold-blooded triumph over a fallen enemy, Mr. Pott inquired whether Mr.
'She's a-goin' off, soliloquised Sam in great perplexity. 'Wot a thing it is, as these here young creeturs will go a-faintin' avay just ven they oughtn't to. Here, young 'ooman, Miss Sawbones, Mrs. Vinkle, don't! Whether it was the magic of Mr. Winkle's name, or the coolness of the open air, or some recollection of Mr. Weller's voice, that revived Arabella, matters not.
Vinkle. That's what I wished to say, sir, and I hope I've now made that 'ere gen'l'm'n's mind easy. A short pause followed these consolatory remarks of Mr. Weller. Then Mr. Ben Allen rising from his chair, protested that he would never see Arabella's face again; while Mr. Bob Sawyer, despite Sam's flattering assurance, vowed dreadful vengeance on the happy bridegroom.
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