Identifier: cu31924013471481 (find matches)
Title: Works
Year: 1881 (1880s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: London, Chapman and Hall, limited
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
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is might and main. Mr. Grummer passed, and Mr. Dubbley passed, and the sedanpassed, and the body-guard of specials passed, and Sam was stillresponding to the enthusiastic cheers of the mob, and wavinghis hat about as if he were in the very last extreme of thewildest joy (though, of course, he had not the faintest idea ofthe matter in hand), when he was suddenly stopped by theunexpected appearance of Mr, Winkle and Mr. Snodgrass. Whats the row, genlmn ? cried Sam. Who have theygot in this here watch-box in mournin 1 Both gentlemen replied together, but their words were lostin the tumult. Who ■? cried Sam again. Once more was a joint reply returned; and, though the wordswere inaudible, Sam saw by the motion of the two pairs of lipsthat they had uttered the magic word Pickwick. This was enough. In another minute Mr. Weller had madehis way through the crowd, stopped the chairmen, and confrontedthe portly Grummer. Hallo, old genlmn! said Sam. Who have you got inthis here conwayance ? 374
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^v^^-. M- -///^//^ ya/^c/t-j ^^s^f::eoj/li. /^0 ^ t y^Mti(.f_ ATTACK AND CAPTURE Stand back, said Mr. Grummer, whose dignity, like thedignity of a great many other men, had been wondrouslyaugmented by a little popularity. Knock him. down, if he dont, said Mr. Dubbley. I m wery much obliged to you, old genlmn, repliedSam, for consulting my conwenience, and Im still more obligedto the other genlmn, who looks as if hed just escaped froma giants carryTvan, for his wery ansome suggestion; but I shouldprefer your givin me a answer to my question, if its all thesame to you.—How are you, sir ? This last observation wasaddressed with a patronising air to Mr. Pickwick, who waspeeping through the front window. Mr. Grummer, perfectly speechless with indignation, draggedthe truncheon with the brass crown from its particular pocket,and flourished it before Sams eyes. Ah, said Sam, its wery pretty, specially the crown,which is uncommon like the real one. Stand back! said the outraged Mr. Grummer.

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