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"'I'm afeerd there's an orkard gen'l'm'n in 'em, Sir, replied Sam. "'Now, Winkle, cried Mr. Pickwick, quite unconscious that here was anything the matter. 'Come, the ladies are all anxiety. "'Yes, yes, replied Mr. Winkle, with a ghastly smile. 'I'm coming. "'Just a-goin' to begin, said Sam, endeavouring to disengage himself. 'Now, Sir, start off! "'Stop an instant, Sam, gasped Mr.
"See arter the TIMES, Thomas; let me look at the MORNIN' HERALD, when it's out o' hand; don't forget to bespeak the CHRONICLE; and just bring the 'TIZER, vill you:" and then he'd set vith his eyes fixed on the clock, and rush out, just a quarter of a minit 'fore the time to waylay the boy as wos a-comin' in with the evenin' paper, which he'd read with sich intense interest and persewerance as worked the other customers up to the wery confines o' desperation and insanity, 'specially one i-rascible old gen'l'm'n as the vaiter wos always obliged to keep a sharp eye on, at sich times, fear he should be tempted to commit some rash act with the carving-knife.
Samuel Weller entered with great precipitation, and carefully relocking it on the inside, deliberately put the key in his waistcoat pocket; and, after surveying Mr. Winkle from head to foot, said 'You're a wery humorous young gen'l'm'n, you air, Sir! 'What do you mean by this conduct, Sam? inquired Mr. Winkle indignantly. 'Get out, sir, this instant. What do you mean, Sir?
'What's the row, gen'l'm'n?'cried Sam. 'Who have they got in this here watch-box in mournin'? Both gentlemen replied together, but their words were lost in the tumult. 'Who is it? cried Sam again. once more was a joint reply returned; and, though the words were inaudible, Sam saw by the motion of the two pairs of lips that they had uttered the magic word 'Pickwick. This was enough.
No man never see a dead donkey 'cept the gen'l'm'n in the black silk smalls as know'd the young 'ooman as kep' a goat; and that wos a French donkey, so wery likely he warn't wun o' the reg'lar breed. 'Well, what has that got to do with the postboys? asked Bob Sawyer. 'This here, replied Sam.
An' she ha'n' got the same kind o' feelin's as other women. Do you know that young gen'l'm'n up at the school, Doctor?" "Yes, Sophy, I've met him sometimes. He's a very nice sort of young man, handsome, too, and I don't much wonder Elsie takes to him. Tell me, Sophy, what do you think would happen, if he should chance to fall in love with Elsie, and she with him, and he should marry her?"
Pickwick. 'Given me by a gen'l'm'n, howsoever, replied Sam, 'and he's a-waitin' in the drawing-room said he'd rather wait all day, than not see you. Mr. Pickwick, on hearing this determination, descended to the drawing-room, where sat a grave man, who started up on his entrance, and said, with an air of profound respect: 'Mr. Pickwick, I presume? 'The same.
Pickwick accosted him. 'Sam, said that gentleman. 'Sir, replied Mr. Weller. 'I am going for a walk round the prison, and I wish you to attend me. I see a prisoner we know coming this way, Sam, said Mr. Pickwick, smiling. 'Wich, Sir? inquired Mr. Weller; 'the gen'l'm'n vith the head o' hair, or the interestin' captive in the stockin's? 'Neither, rejoined Mr. Pickwick.
'You're quite certain it was them, governor? inquired Mr. Weller, junior. 'Quite, Sammy, quite, replied his father, 'for their appearance is wery sing'ler; besides that 'ere, I wondered to see the gen'l'm'n so formiliar with his servant; and, more than that, as they sat in the front, right behind the box, I heerd 'em laughing and saying how they'd done old Fireworks. 'Old who? said Mr.
In another minute Mr. Weller had made his way through the crowd, stopped the chairmen, and confronted the portly Grummer. 'Hollo, old gen'l'm'n! said Sam. 'Who have you got in this here conweyance? 'Stand back, said Mr. Grummer, whose dignity, like the dignity of a great many other men, had been wondrously augmented by a little popularity. 'Knock him down, if he don't, said Mr. Dubbley.
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