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I'll give it you this afternoon, Sam. 'You're wery good, sir, replied Mr. Weller. 'Just hold me at first, Sam; will you? said Mr. Winkle. 'There that's right. I shall soon get in the way of it, Sam. Not too fast, Sam; not too fast. Mr. Winkle, stooping forward, with his body half doubled up, was being assisted over the ice by Mr. Weller, in a very singular and un-swan-like manner, when Mr.
A grand supper was given in my honor last evening, and, as I was in such high favor, I made bold to accept my invitation on condition that the table should be innocent of wine. The Captain cordially complied with the condition, although Flora had previously volunteered the information, that 'papa was wery fond of wine, but mamma did not like him to drink it.
"Wery good; let's go an' do it, then," returned Bob, curtly. As it is not a matter of particular interest how the boys reduced this figurative intention to practice, we will leave them, and follow Dick Martin for a few minutes. His way led him past the "Blue Boar," which at that moment, however, proved to be no temptation to him. He paused to listen.
Have you some particular business to transact, or do you merely desire a holiday?" "Bof," replied the Moor, with a mysterious smile. "I'se got finished the partikler bizziness of bein' spliced yesterdays, an' I wants littil holiday." "Indeed," said Mrs Langley in surprise, "you have been very quiet about it." "Ho yis, wery quiet." "Where is your bride, Ali? I should like so much to see her."
'Distinct! he answered, scratching his head, and keeping his eyes upon the secretary's face; 'I seem to hear it, Muster Gashford, in my wery bones. 'I am very glad your sense of hearing is so sharp, and that I succeed in making myself so intelligible, said Gashford, in his unvarying, even tone. 'Where is your friend?
'I must apply to the hemperor for leave of absence, said Sam. Mary sighed again the letter was so very affecting. 'Good-bye! said Sam. 'Good-bye, rejoined the pretty housemaid, turning her head away. 'Well, shake hands, won't you? said Sam. The pretty housemaid put out a hand which, although it was a housemaid's, was a very small one, and rose to go. 'I shan't be wery long avay, said Sam.
"Not wery partiklarly so," returned Redhair; "but I do obsarve that your boots tell of country roads. Was it a long way hout of town as you was bathin' this forenoon, now?"
'Wery much obliged to you, old fellers, said Sam, ladling away at the punch in the most unembarrassed manner possible, 'for this here compliment; which, comin' from sich a quarter, is wery overvelmin'. I've heered a good deal on you as a body, but I will say, that I never thought you was sich uncommon nice men as I find you air.
"This is twopenn'orth of milk, is it waiter?" said Mr. Squeers. "That's twopenn'orth, sir," replied the waiter. "What a rare article milk is, to be sure, in London!" said Mr. Squeers, with a sigh. "Just fill that mug up with lukewarm water, William, will you?" "To the wery top, sir?" inquired the waiter. "Why, the milk will be drownded." "Never you mind that," replied Mr. Squeers.
They found the house, read the brass plate, walked round the wall, and stopped at that portion of it which divided them from the bottom of the garden. 'You will return to the inn, Sam, when you have assisted me over, said Mr. Pickwick. 'Wery well, Sir. 'And you will sit up, till I return. 'Cert'nly, Sir. 'Take hold of my leg; and, when I say "Over," raise me gently. 'All right, sir.
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