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How the two poor relations ever reached London whether they walked, or got behind coaches, or procured lifts in wagons, or carried each other by turns is uncertain; but there they were, before Wardle; and the very first people that knocked at the door of Mr. Pickwick's house, on the bridal morning, were the two poor relations, all smiles and shirt collar.
'Mind the seven-mile stage in less than half an hour! shouted Wardle. 'Off with you! The boys applied whip and spur, the waiters shouted, the hostlers cheered, and away they went, fast and furiously. 'Pretty situation, thought Mr. Pickwick, when he had had a moment's time for reflection. 'Pretty situation for the general chairman of the Pickwick Club.
That was the arrangement agreed upon. But before they departed, they paid a visit to Granny Marrable at Chorlton, who was delighted at the reappearance of Sister Nora, and was guilty of some very transparent insincerity in her professions of heartfelt sorrow for the Macganister More. He, however, was very soon dismissed from the conversation, to make way for Dave Wardle.
A curious sequel of this case was an action against Wardle by an upholsterer, who had furnished a house for Mrs. Clarke by Wardle's orders, in consideration of her services in giving hostile evidence against her former protector. The plaintiff obtained £2,000 damages, and the law-suit was the means of producing a reaction in popular feeling in favour of the duke.
Wardle hired a chaise and four to pursue Jingle and Miss Rachael, and on whose steps, the following Christmas, the Pickwickians, on their second visit to Dingley Dell, were deposited "high and dry, safe and sound, hale and hearty," by the Muggleton Telegraph, when they discovered the Fat Boy just aroused from a sleep in front of the tap-room fire, must be left to the choice of the reader.
Colonel Wardle, however, found that he could do without even his support, upon which he certainly calculated when he commenced the inquiry.
"I'll acquaint him what you say, Mo. And you bear in mind what Mr. Jeffcoat at The Sun had to say about yourself, Mo." "What was it, M'riar? Don't you bottle it up." "Why, Mr. Jeffcoat he said, after passing the time of day, round in Clove Street, 'I look to Mr. Wardle to keep up the character of The Sun, he said. So you bear in mind, Mo."
'And twenty, said Mr. Jingle. 'My dear Sir, remonstrated the little man. 'Give it him, interposed Mr. Wardle, 'and let him go. The cheque was written by the little gentleman, and pocketed by Mr. Jingle. 'Now, leave this house instantly! said Wardle, starting up. 'My dear Sir, urged the little man. 'And mind, said Mr.
Trundle had a couple of pair, and the fat boy announced that there were half a dozen more downstairs; whereat Mr. Winkle expressed exquisite delight, and looked exquisitely uncomfortable. Old Wardle led the way to a pretty large sheet of ice; and the fat boy and Mr. Weller, having shovelled and swept away the snow which had fallen on it during the night, Mr.
Could it not be, and is it not natural that in addition to his other amiabilities he was the best of sons that she "ruled the roast" that in the old Mrs. Wardle, to whom he so filially attended, he saw his mother's image, that she was with him to the day of her death, and that while she lived, he resolved that no one else should be mistress there!
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