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  Andhehassowoundhimselfroundtheoldlady’sheart,sir,resumedJob,thatshewouldbelievenothingtohisprejudice,ifyouwentdownonyourbareknees,andsworeit。especiallyasyouhavenoproofbutthewordofaservant,who,foranythingsheknowsandmymasterwouldbesuretosayso,wasdischargedforsomefault,anddoesthisinrevenge。

  Whathadbetterbedone,then?saidMr。Pickwick。

  Nothingbuttakinghimintheveryfactofeloping,willconvincetheoldlady,sir,repliedJob。

  Allthemoldcatswillruntheirheadsaginmile-stones,observedMr。Wellerinaparenthesis。

  Butthistakinghimintheveryactofelopement,wouldbeaverydifficultthingtoaccomplish,Ifear,saidMr。Pickwick。

  Idon’tknow,sir,saidMr。Trotter,afterafewmoments’reflection。

  Ithinkitmightbeveryeasilydone。

  How?wasMr。Pickwick’sinquiry。

  Why,repliedMr。Trotter,mymasterandI,beingintheconfidenceofthetwoservants,willbesecretedinthekitchenatteno’clock。Whenthefamilyhaveretiredtorest,weshallcomeoutofthekitchen,andtheyoungladyoutofherbed-room。Apost-chaisewillbewaiting,andawaywego。

  Well?saidMr。Pickwick。

  Well,sir,Ihavebeenthinkingthatifyouwereinwaitinginthegardenbehind,alone——

  Alone,saidMr。Pickwick。Whyalone?

  Ithoughtitverynatural,repliedJob,thattheoldladywouldn’tlikesuchanunpleasantdiscoverytobemadebeforemorepersonsthancanpossiblybehelped。Theyoungladytoo,sir——considerherfeelings。

  Youareveryright,saidMr。Pickwick。Theconsiderationevincesyourdelicacyoffeeling。Goon。youareveryright。

  Well,sir,Ihavebeenthinkingthatifyouwerewaitinginthebackgardenalone,andIwastoletyouin,atthedoorwhichopensintoit,fromtheendofthepassage,atexactlyhalf-pasteleveno’clock,youwouldbejustintheverymomentoftimetoassistmeinfrustratingthedesignsofthisbadman,bywhomIhavebeenunfortunatelyensnared。HereMr。

  Trottersigheddeeply。

  Don’tdistressyourselfonthataccount,saidMr。Pickwick,ifhehadonegrainofthedelicacyoffeelingwhichdistinguishesyou,humbleasyourstationis,Ishouldhavesomehopesofhim。

  JobTrotterbowedlow。andinspiteofMr。Weller’spreviousremonstrance,thetearsagainrosetohiseyes。

  Ineverseesuchafeller,saidSam。BlessedifIdon’tthinkhe’sgotamaininhisheadasisalwaysturnedon。

  Sam,saidMr。Pickwick,withgreatseverity。Holdyourtongue。

  Werywell,sir,repliedMr。Weller。

  Idon’tlikethisplan,saidMr。Pickwick,afterdeepmeditation。

  WhycannotIcommunicatewiththeyounglady’sfriends?

  Becausetheyliveonehundredmilesfromhere,sir,respondedJobTrotter。

  That’saclincher,saidMr。Weller,aside。

  Thenthisgarden,resumedMr。Pickwick。HowamItogetintoit?

  Thewallisverylow,sir,andyourservantwillgiveyoualegup。

  Myservantwillgivemealegup,repeatedMr。Pickwick,mechanically。

  Youwillbesuretobenearthisdoorthatyouspeakof?

  Youcannotmistakeit,sir。it’stheonlyonethatopensintothegarden。

  Tapatitwhenyouheartheclockstrike,andIwillopenitinstantly。

  Idon’tliketheplan,saidMr。Pickwick。butasIseenoother,andasthehappinessofthisyounglady’swholelifeisatstake,Iadoptit。Ishallbesuretobethere。

  Thus,forthesecondtime,didMr。Pickwick’sinnategood-feelinginvolvehiminanenterprisefromwhichhewouldmostwillinglyhavestoodaloof。

  Whatisthenameofthehouse?inquiredMr。Pickwick。

  WestgateHouse,sir。Youturnalittletotherightwhenyougettotheendofthetown。itstandsbyitself,somelittledistanceoffthehighroad,withthenameonabrassplateonthegate。

  Iknowit,saidMr。Pickwick。Iobserveditoncebefore,whenIwasinthistown。Youmaydependuponme。

  Mr。Trottermadeanotherbow,andturnedtodepart,whenMr。Pickwickthrustaguineaintohishand。

  You’reafinefellow,saidMr。Pickwick,andIadmireyourgoodnessofheart。Nothanks。Remember——eleveno’clock。

  Thereisnofearofmyforgettingit,sir,repliedJobTrotter。Withthesewordshelefttheroom,followedbySam。

  Isay,saidthelatter,notabadnotionthat’erecrying。I’dcrylikearain-waterspoutinashoweronsuchgoodterms。Howdoyoudoit?

  Itcomesfromtheheart,Mr。Walker,repliedJob,solemnly。Goodmorning,sir。

  You’reasoftcustomer,youare——we’vegotitallouto’you,anyhow,thoughtMr。Weller,asJobwalkedaway。

  WecannotstatetheprecisenatureofthethoughtswhichpassedthroughMr。Trotter’smind,becausewedon’tknowwhattheywere。

  Thedayworeon,eveningcame,andalittlebeforeteno’clockSamWellerreportedthatMr。JingleandJobhadgoneouttogether,thattheirluggagewaspackedup,andthattheyhadorderedachaise。Theplotwasevidentlyinexecution,asMr。Trotterhadforetold。

  Half-pastteno’clockarrived,anditwastimeforMr。Pickwicktoissueforthonhisdelicateerrand。ResistingSam’stenderofhisgreatcoat,inorderthathemighthavenoencumbranceinscalingthewall,hesetforth,followedbyhisattendant。

  Therewasabrightmoon,butitwasbehindtheclouds。Itwasafinedrynight,butitwasmotuncommonlydark。Paths,hedges,fields,houses,andtrees,wereenvelopedinonedeepshade。Theatmospherewashotandsultry,thesummerlightningquiveredfaintlyonthevergeofthehorizon,andwastheonlysightthatvariedthedullgloominwhicheverythingwaswrapped——soundtherewasnone,exceptthedistantbarkingofsomerestlesshouse-dog。

  Theyfoundthehouse,readthebrassplate,walkedroundthewall,andstoppedatthatportionofitwhichdividedthemfromthebottomofthegarden。

  Youwillreturntotheinn,Sam,whenyouhaveassistedmeover,saidMr。Pickwick。

  Verywell,sir。

  Andyouwillsitup,’tillIreturn。

  Cert’nly,sir。

  Takeholdofmyleg。and,whenIsay`Over,’raisemegently。

  Allright,sir。

  Havingsettledthesepreliminaries,Mr。Pickwickgraspedthetopofthewall,andgavethewordOver,whichwasveryliterallyobeyed。Whetherhisbodypartookinsomedegreeoftheelasticityofhismind,orwhetherMr。Weller’snotionsofagentlepushwereofasomewhatrougherdescriptionthanMr。Pickwick’s,theimmediateeffectofhisassistancewastojerkthatimmortalgentlemancompletelyoverthewallontothebedbeneath,where,aftercrushingthreegooseberry-bushesandarose-tree,hefinallyalightedatfulllength。

  Youha’n’thurtyourself,Ihope,sir?saidSam,inaloudwhisper,assoonasherecoveredfromthesurpriseconsequentuponthemysteriousdisappearanceofhismaster。

  Ihavenothurtmyself,Sam,certainly,repliedMr。Pickwick,fromtheothersideofthewall,butIratherthinkthatyouhavehurtme。

  Ihopenot,sir,saidSam。

  Nevermind,saidMr。Pickwick,rising,it’snothingbutafewscratches。

  Goaway,orweshallbeoverheard。

  Good-bye,sir。

  Good-bye。

  WithstealthystepsSamWellerdeparted,leavingMr。Pickwickaloneinthegarden。

  Lightsoccasionallyappearedinthedifferentwindowsofthehouse,orglancedfromthestaircases,asiftheinmateswereretiringtorest。

  Notcaringtogotoonearthedoor,untiltheappointedtime,Mr。Pickwickcrouchedintoanangleofthewall,andawaiteditsarrival。

  Itwasasituationwhichmightwellhavedepressedthespiritsofmanyaman。Mr。Pickwick,however,feltneitherdepressionnormisgiving。Heknewthathispurposewasinthemainagoodone,andheplacedimplicitrelianceonthehigh-mindedJob。Itwasdull,certainly。nottosay,dreary。

  butacontemplativemancanalwaysemployhimselfinmeditation。Mr。Pickwickhadmediatedhimselfintoadoze,whenhewasrousedbythechimesoftheneighbouringchurchringingoutthehour——half-pasteleven。

  Thatisthetime,thoughtMr。Pickwick,gettingcautiouslyonhisfeet。Helookedupatthehouse。Thelightshaddisappeared,andtheshutterswereclosed——allinbed,nodoubt。Hewalkedontip-toetothedoor,andgaveagentletap。Twoorthreeminutespassingwithoutanyreply,hegaveanothertapratherlouder,andthenanotherratherlouderthanthat。

  Atlengththesoundoffeetwasaudibleuponthestairs,andthenthelightofacandleshonethroughthekey-holeofthedoor。Therewasagooddealofunchainingandunbolting,andthedoorwasslowlyopened。

  Nowthedooropenedoutwards:andasthedooropenedwiderandwider,Mr。Pickwickrecededbehindit,moreandmore。Whatwashisastonishmentwhenhejustpeepedout,bywayofcaution,toseethatthepersonwhohadopeneditwas——notJobTrotter,butaservant-girlwithacandleinherhand!Mr。Pickwickdrewinhisheadagain,withtheswiftnessdisplayedbythatadmirablemelodramaticperformer,Punch,whenheliesinwaitfortheflat-headedcomedianwiththetinboxofmusic。

  Itmusthavebeenthecat,Sarah,saidthegirl,addressingherselftosomeoneinthehouse。Puss,puss,puss,——tit,tit,tit。

  Butnoanimalbeingdecoyedbytheseblandishments,thegirlslowlyclosedthedoor,andre-fastenedit。leavingMr。Pickwickdrawnupstraightagainstthewall。

  Thisisverycurious,thoughtMr。Pickwick。Theyaresittingupbeyondtheirusualhour,Isuppose。Extremelyunfortunate,thattheyshouldhavechosenthisnight,ofallothers,forsuchapurpose——exceedingly。Andwiththesethoughts,Mr。Pickwickcautiouslyretiredtotheangleofthewallinwhichhehadbeenbeforeensconced。waitinguntilsuchtimeashemightdeemitsafetorepeatthesignal。

  Hehadnotbeenherefiveminutes,whenavividflashoflightningwasfollowedbyaloudpealofthunderthatcrashedandrolledawayinthedistancewithaterrificnoise——thencameanotherflashoflightning,brighterthantheother,andasecondpealofthunderlouderthanthefirst。andthendowncametherain,withaforceandfurythatswepteverythingbeforeit。

  Mr。Pickwickwasperfectlyawarethatatreeisaverydangerousneighbourinathunder-storm。Hehadatreeonhisright,atreeonhisleftathirdbeforehim,andafourthbehind。Ifheremainedwherehewas,hemightfallthevictimofanaccident。ifheshowedhimselfinthecentreofthegarden,hemightbeconsignedtoaconstable——onceortwicehetriedtoscalethewall,buthavingnootherlegsthistime,thanthosewithwhichNaturehadfurnishedhim,theonlyeffectofhisstruggleswastoinflictavarietyofveryunpleasantgratingsonhiskneesandshins,andtothrowhimintoastateofthemostprofuseperspiration。

  Whatadreadfulsituation,saidMr。Pickwick,pausingtowipehisbrowafterthisexercise。Helookedupatthehouse——allwasdark。Theymustbegonetobednow。Hewouldtrythesignalagain。

  Hewalkedontip-toeacrossthemoistgravel,andtappedatthedoor。

  Heheldhisbreath,andlistenedatthekeyhole。Noreply:veryodd。Anotherknock。Helistenedagain。Therewasalowwhisperinginside,andthenavoicecried——

  Who’sthere?

  That’snotJob,thoughtMr。Pickwick,hastilydrawinghimselfstraightupagainstthewallagain。It’sawoman。

  Hehadscarcelyhadtimetoformthisconclusion,whenawindowabovestairswasthrownup,andthreeorfourfemalevoicesrepeatedthequery——Who’sthere?

  Mr。Pickwickdarednotmovehandorfoot。Itwasclearthatthewholeestablishmentwasroused。Hemadeuphismindtoremainwherehewas,untilthealarmhadsubsided:andthenbyasupernaturalefforttogetoverthewall,orperishintheattempt。

  LikeallMr。Pickwick’sdeterminations,thiswasthebestthatcouldbemadeunderthecircumstances。but,unfortunately,itwasfoundedupontheassumptionthattheywouldnotventuretoopenthedooragain。Whatwashisdiscomfiture,whenheheardthechainandboltswithdrawn,andsawthedoorslowlyopening,widerandwider!Heretreatedintothecorner,stepbystep。butdowhathewould,theinterpositionofhisownperson,preventeditsbeingopenedtoitsutmostwidth。

  Who’sthere?screamedanumerouschorusoftreblevoicesfromthestaircaseinside,consistingofthespinsterladyoftheestablishment,threeteachers,fivefemaleservants,andthirtyboarders,allhalf-dressed,andinaforestofcurl-papers。

  OfcourseMr。Pickwickdidn’tsaywhowasthere。andthentheburdenofthechoruschangedinto——Lor’!Iamsofrightened。

  Cook,saidtheladyabbess,whotookcaretobeonthetopstair,theverylastofthegroup——Cook,whydon’tyougoalittlewayintothegarden?

  Please,ma’am,Idon’tlike,respondedthecook。

  Lor’,whatastupidthingthatcookis!saidthethirtyboarders。

  Cook,saidtheladyabbess,withgreatdignity。don’tanswerme,ifyouplease。Iinsistuponyourlookingintothegardenimmediately。

  Herethecookbegantocry,andthehousemaidsaiditwasashame!

  forwhichpartisanshipshereceivedamonth’swarningonthespot。

  Doyouhear,cook?saidtheladyabbess,stampingherfootimpatiently。

  Don’tyouhearyourmissus,cook?saidthethreeteachers。

  Whatanimpudentthing,thatcookis!saidthethirtyboarders。

  Theunfortunatecook,thusstronglyurged,advancedasteportwo,andholdinghercandlejustwhereitpreventedherfromseeinganythingatall,declaredtherewasnothingthere,anditmusthavebeenthewind。

  Thedoorwasjustgoingtobeclosedinconsequence,whenaninquisitiveboarder,whohadbeenpeepingbetweenthehinges,setupafearfulscreaming,whichcalledbackthecookandthehousemaid,andallthemoreadventurous,innotime。

  WhatisthematterwithMissSmithers?saidtheladyabbess,astheaforesaidMissSmithersproceededtogointohystericsoffouryoungladypower。

  Lor’,MissSmithersdear,saidtheothernine-and-twentyboarders。

  Oh,theman——theman——behindthedoor!screamedMissSmithers。

  Theladyabbessnosoonerheardthisappallingcry,thansheretreatedtoherownbed-room,double-lockedthedoor,andfaintedawaycomfortably。

  Theboarders,andtheteachers,andtheservants,fellbackuponthestairs,anduponeachother。andneverwassuchascreaming,andfainting,andstruggling,beheld。InthemidstofthetumultMr。Pickwickemergedfromhisconcealment,andpresentedhimselfamongstthem。

  Ladies——dearladies,saidMr。Pickwick。

  Oh,hesayswe’redear,criedtheoldestandugliestteacher。Oh,thewretch!

  Ladies,roaredMr。Pickwick,rendereddesperatebythedangerofhissituation。Hearme。Iamnorobber。Iwanttheladyofthehouse。

  Oh,whataferociousmonster!screamedanotherteacher。HewantsMissTomkins。

  Heretherewasageneralscream。

  Ringthealarmbell,somebody!criedadozenvoices。

  Don’t——don’t,shoutedMr。Pickwick。Lookatme。DoIlooklikearobber!Mydearladies——youmaybindmehandandleg,orlockmeupinacloset,ifyoulike。OnlyhearwhatIhavegottosay——onlyhearme。

  Howdidyoucomeinourgarden?falteredthehousemaid。

  Calltheladyofthehouse,andI’lltellhereverything——everything:

  saidMr。Pickwick,exertinghislungstotheutmostpitch。Callher——onlybequiet,andcallher,andyoushallheareverything。

  ItmighthavebeenMr。Pickwick’sappearance,oritmighthavebeenhismanner,oritmighthavebeenthetemptation——irresistibletoafemalemind——ofhearingsomethingatpresentenvelopedinmystery,thatreducedthemorereasonableportionoftheestablishmentsomefourindividuals

  toastateofcomparativequiet。Bythemitwasproposed,asatestofMr。Pickwick’ssincerity,thatheshouldimmediatelysubmittopersonalrestraint。andthatgentlemanhavingconsentedtoholdaconferencewithMissTomkins,fromtheinteriorofaclosetinwhichthedayboardershungtheirbonnetsandsandwich-bags,heatoncesteppedintoitofhisownaccord,andwassecurelylockedin。Thisrevivedtheothers。andMissTomkinshavingbeenbroughtto,andbroughtdown,theconferencebegan。

  Whatdidyoudoinmygarden,Man?saidMissTomkins,inafaintvoice。

  Icametowarnyou,thatoneofyouryoungladieswasgoingtoelopeto-night,repliedMr。Pickwick,fromtheinteriorofthecloset。

  Elope!exclaimedMissTomkins,thethreeteachers,thethirtyboarders,andthefiveservants。Whowith?

  Yourfriend!Mr。CharlesFitz-Marshall。

  Myfriend!Idon’tknowanysuchperson。

  Well。Mr。Jingle,then。

  Ineverheardthenameinmylife。

  Then,Ihavebeendeceived,anddeluded,saidMr。Pickwick。Ihavebeenthevictimofaconspiracy——afoulandbaseconspiracy。SendtotheAngel,mydearma’am,ifyoudon’tbelieveme。SendtotheAngelforMr。

  Pickwick’sman-servant,Iimploreyou,ma’am。

  Hemustberespectable——hekeepsaman-servant,saidMissTomkinstothewritingandcipheringgoverness。

  It’smyopinion,MissTomkins,saidthewritingandcipheringgoverness,thathisman-servantkeepshim。Ithinkhe’samadman,MissTomkins,andtheother’shiskeeper。

  Ithinkyouareveryright,MissGwynn,respondedMissTomkins。LettwooftheservantsrepairtotheAngel,andlettheothersremainhere,toprotectus。

  SotwooftheservantsweredespatchedtotheAngelinsearchofMr。

  SamuelWeller:andtheremainingthreestoppedbehindtoprotectMissTomkins,andthethreeteachers,andthethirtyboarders。AndMr。Pickwicksatdowninthecloset,beneathagroveofsandwich-bags,andawaitedthereturnofthemessengers,withallthephilosophyandfortitudehecouldsummontohisaid。

  Anhourandahalfelapsedbeforetheycameback,andwhentheydidcome,Mr。Pickwickrecognised,inadditiontothevoiceofMr。SamuelWeller,twoothervoices,thetonesofwhichstruckfamiliarlyonhisear。butwhosetheywere,hecouldnotforthelifeofhimcalltomind。

  Averybriefconversationensued。Thedoorwasunlocked。Mr。Pickwicksteppedoutofthecloset,andfoundhimselfinthepresenceofthewholeestablishmentofWestgateHouse。Mr。SamuelWeller,and——oldWardle,andhisdestinedson-in-law,Mr。Trundle!

  Mydearfriend,saidMr。Pickwick,runningforwardandgraspingMr。

  Wardle’shand,mydearfriend,pray,forHeaven’ssake,explaintothisladytheunfortunateanddreadfulsituationinwhichIamplaced。Youmusthavehearditfrommyservant。say,atallevents,mydearfellow,thatIamneitherarobbernoramadman。

  Ihavesaidso,mydearfriend。Ihavesaidsoalready,repliedMr。

  Wardle,shakingtherighthandofhisfriend,whileMr。Trundleshooktheleft。

  Andwhoeversays,orhassaid,heis,interposedMr。Weller,steppingforward,saysthatwhichisnotthetruth,butsofarfromit,onthecontrary,quitetherewerse。Andifthere’sanynumbero’menontheseherepremisesashassaidso,Ishallbeweryhappytogive’emallaweryconvincingproofo’theirbeingmistaken,inthishereweryroom,iftheseweryrespectableladies’llhavethegoodnesstoretire,andorder’emup,oneatatime。Havingdeliveredthisdefiancewithgreatvolubility,Mr。Wellerstruckhisopenpalmemphaticallywithhisclenchedfist,andwinkedpleasantlyonMissTomkins:theintensityofwhosehorrorathissupposingitwithintheboundsofpossibilitythattherecouldbeanymenonthepremisesofWestgateHouseEstablishmentforYoungLadies,itisimpossibletodescribe。

  Mr。Pickwick’sexplanationhavingalreadybeenpartiallymade,wassoonconcluded。Butneitherinthecourseofhiswalkhomewithhisfriends,norafterwardswhenseatedbeforeablazingfireatthesupperhesomuchneeded,couldasingleobservationbedrawnfromhim。Heseemedbewilderedandamazed。Once,andonlyonce,heturnedroundtoMr。Wardle,andsaid——

  Howdidyoucomehere?

  TrundleandIcamedownhere,forsomegoodshootingonthefirst,

  repliedWardle。Wearrivedto-night,andwereastonishedtohearfromyourservantthatyouwereheretoo。ButIamgladyouare,saidtheoldfellow,slappinghimontheback。Iamgladyouare。Weshallhaveajovialpartyonthefirst,andwe’llgiveWinkleanotherchance——eh,oldboy?

  Mr。Pickwickmadenoreply。hedidnotevenaskafterhisfriendsatDingleyDell,andshortlyafterwardsretiredforthenight,desiringSamtofetchhiscandlewhenherung。

  Thebelldidringinduecourse,andMr。Wellerpresentedhimself。

  Sam,saidMr。Pickwick,lookingoutfromunderthebed-clothes。

  Sir,saidMr。Weller。

  Mr。Pickwickpaused,andMr。Wellersnuffedthecandle。

  Sam,saidMr。Pickwickagain,asifwithadesperateeffort。

  Sir,saidMr。Weller,oncemore。

  WhereisthatTrotter?

  Job,sir?

  Yes。

  Gone,sir。

  Withhismaster,Isuppose?

  Friendormaster,orwhateverheis,he’sgonewithhim,repliedMr。

  Weller。There’sapairon’em,sir。

  Jinglesuspectedmydesign,andsetthatfellowonyou,withthisstory,Isuppose?saidMr。Pickwick,halfchoking。

  Justthat,sir,repliedMr。Weller。

  Itwasallfalse,ofcourse?

  All,sir,repliedMr。Weller。Reg’lardo,sir。artfuldodge。

  Idon’tthinkhe’llescapeusquitesoeasilythenexttime,Sam?

  saidMr。Pickwick。

  Idon’tthinkhewill,sir。

  WheneverImeetthatJingleagain,whereveritis,saidMr。Pickwick,raisinghimselfinbed,andindentinghispillowwithatremendousblow,I’llinflictpersonalchastisementonhim,inadditiontotheexposurehesorichlymerits。Iwill,ormynameisnotPickwick。

  AndweneverIcatchesholdo’thattheremelan-chollychapwiththeblackhair,saidSam,ifIdon’tbringsomerealwaterintohiseyes,foronceinaway,mynamea’ntWeller。Goodnight,sir!

  [NextChapter][TableofContents]ThePickwickPapers:Chapter17[PreviousChapter][TableofContents]CHAPTERXVIISHOWINGTHATANATTACKOFRHEUMATISMINSOMECASES,ACTSASAQUICKENERTOINVENTIVEGENIUS

  THEconstitutionofMr。Pickwick,thoughabletosustainaveryconsiderableamountofexertionandfatigue,wasnotproofagainstsuchacombinationofattacksashehadundergoneonthememorablenight,recordedinthelastchapter。Theprocessofbeingwashedinthenightair,andrough-driedinacloset,isasdangerousasitispeculiar。

  Mr。Pickwickwaslaidupwithanattackofrheumatism。

  Butalthoughthebodilypowersofthegreatmanwerethusimpaired,hismentalenergiesretainedtheirpristinevigour。Hisspiritswereelastic。

  hisgoodhumourwasrestored。Eventhevexationconsequentuponhisrecentadventurehadvanishedfromhismind。andhecouldjoinintheheartylaughterwhichanyillusiontoitexcitedinMr。Wardle,withoutangerandwithoutembarrassment。Nay,more。DuringthetwodaysMr。Pickwickwasconfinedtohisbed,Samwashisconstantattendant。Onthefirst,heendeavouredtoamusehismasterbyanecdoteandconversation。onthesecond,Mr。Pickwickdemandedhiswriting-desk,andpenandink,andwasdeeplyengagedduringthewholeday。Onthethird,beingabletositupinhisbedchamber,hedespatchedhisvaletwithamessagetoMr。WardleandMr。Trundle,intimatingthatiftheywouldtaketheirwinethere,thatevening,theywouldgreatlyobligehim。Theinvitationwasmostwillinglyaccepted。andwhentheywereseatedovertheirwine,Mr。Pickwickwithsundryblushes,producedthefollowinglittletale,ashavingbeeneditedbyhimself,duringhisrecentindisposition,fromhisnotesofMr。Weller’sunsophisticatedrecital。

  THEPARISHCLERKATALEOFTRUELOVE

  Onceuponatimeinaverysmallcountrytown,ataconsiderabledistancefromLondon,therelivedalittlemannamedNathanielPipkin,whowastheparishclerkofthelittletown,andlivedinalittlehouseinthelittleHighStreet,withintenminutes’walkofthelittlechurch。andwhowastobefoundeverydayfromninetillfour,teachingalittlelearningtothelittleboys。NathanielPipkinwasaharmless,inoffensive,good-naturedbeing,withaturned-upnose,andratherturned-inlegs:acastinhiseye,andahaltinhisgait。andhedividedhistimebetweenthechurchandhisschool,verilybelievingthatthereexistednot,onthefaceoftheearth,socleveramanasthecurate,soimposinganapartmentasthevestry-room,orsowell-orderedaseminaryashisown。Once,andonlyonce,inhislife,NathanielPipkinhadseenabishop——arealbishop,withhisarmsinlawnsleeves,andhisheadinawig。Hehadseenhimwalk,andheardhimtalk,ataconfirmation,onwhichmomentousoccasionNathanielPipkinwassoovercomewithreverenceandawe,whentheaforesaidbishoplaidhishandonhishead,thathefaintedrightcleanaway,andwasborneoutofchurchinthearmsofthebeadle。

  Thiswasagreatevent,atremendousera,inNathanielPipkin’slife,anditwastheonlyonethathadeveroccurredtorufflethesmoothcurrentofhisquietexistence,whenhappeningonefineafternoon,inafitofmentalabstraction,toraisehiseyesfromtheslateonwhichhewasdevisingsometremendousproblemincompoundadditionforanoffendingurchintosolve,theysuddenlyrestedonthebloomingcountenanceofMariaLobbs,theonlydaughterofoldLobbs,thegreatsaddlerovertheway。Now,theeyesofMr。PipkinhadrestedontheprettyfaceofMariaLobbsmanyatimeandoftbefore,atchurchandelsewhere。buttheeyesofMariaLobbshadneverlookedsobright,thecheeksofMariaLobbshadneverlookedsoruddy,asuponthisparticularoccasion。Nowonderthen,thatNathanielPipkinwasunabletotakehiseyesfromthecountenanceofMissLobbs。

  nowonderthatMissLobbs,findingherselfstaredatbyayoungman,withdrewherheadfromthewindowoutofwhichshehadbeenpeeping,andshutthecasementandpulleddowntheblind。nowonderthatNathanielPipkin,immediatelythereafter,fellupontheyoungurchinwhohadpreviouslyoffended,andcuffedandknockedhimabout,tohisheart’scontent。Allthiswasverynatural,andthere’snothingatalltowonderataboutit。

  Itismatterofwonder,though,thatanyoneofMr。Nathaniel’sPipkinretiringdisposition,nervoustemperament,andmostparticularlydiminutiveincome,shouldfromthisdayforth,havedaredtoaspiretothehandandheartoftheonlydaughterofthefieryoldLobbs——ofoldLobbsthegreatsaddler,whocouldhaveboughtupthewholevillageatonestrokeofhispen,andneverfelttheoutlay——oldLobbs,whowaswellknowntohaveheapsofmoney,investedinthebankatthenearestmarkettown——oldLobbs,whowasreportedtohavecountlessandinexhaustibletreasures,hoardedupinthelittleironsafewiththebigkey-hole,overthechimney-pieceinthebackparlours-oldLobbs,whoitwaswellknown,onfestiveoccasionsgarnishedhisboardwitharealsilvertea-pot,cream-ewer,andsugar-basin,whichhewaswont,intheprideofhisheart,toboastshouldbehisdaughter’spropertywhenshefoundamantohermind。Irepeatit,tobematterofprofoundastonishmentandintensewonder,thatNathanielPipkinshouldhavehadthetemeritytocasthiseyesinthisdirection。Butloveisblind:

  andNathanielhadacastinhiseye:andperhapsthesetwocircumstances,takentogether,preventedhisseeingthematterinitsproperlight。

  Now,ifoldLobbshadentertainedthemostremoteordistantideaofthestateoftheaffectionsofNathanielPipkin,hewouldhavejustrazedtheschool-roomtotheground,orexterminateditsmasterfromthesurfaceoftheearth,orcommittedsomeotheroutrageandatrocityofanequallyferociousandviolentdescription。forhewasaterribleoldfellow,wasLobbs,whenhispridewasinjured,orhisbloodwasup。Swear!Suchtrainsofoathswouldcomerollingandpealingovertheway,sometimes,whenhewasdenouncingtheidlenessofthebonyapprenticewiththethinlegs,thatNathanielPipkinwouldshakeinhisshoeswithhorror,andthehairofthepupils’headswouldstandonendwithfright。

  Well!Dayafterday,whenschoolwasover,andthepupilsgone,didNathanielPipkinsithimselfdownatthefrontwindow,andwhilehefeignedtobereadingabook,throwsidelongglancesoverthewayinsearchofthebrighteyesofMariaLobbs。andhehadn’tsattheremanydays,beforethebrighteyesappearedatanupperwindow,apparentlydeeplyengagedinreadingtoo。Thiswasdelightful,andgladdeningtotheheartofNathanielPipkin。Itwassomethingtositthereforhourstogether,andlookuponthatprettyfacewhentheeyeswerecastdown。butwhenMariaLobbsbegantoraisehereyesfromherbook,anddarttheirraysinthedirectionofNathanielPipkin,hisdelightandadmirationwereperfectlyboundless。

  Atlast,onedaywhenheknewoldLobbswasout,NathanielPipkinhadthetemeritytokisshishandtoMariaLobbs。andMariaLobbs,insteadofshuttingthewindow,andpullingdowntheblind,kissedherstohim,andsmiled。Uponwhich,NathanielPipkindetermined,that,comewhatmight,hewoulddevelopthestateofhisfeelings,withoutfurtherdelay。

  Aprettierfoot,agayerheart,amoredimpledface,orasmarterform,neverboundedsolightlyovertheearththeygraced,asdidthoseofMariaLobbs,theoldsaddler’sdaughter。Therewasaroguishtwinkleinhersparklingeyes,thatwouldhavemadeitswaytofarlesssusceptiblebosomsthanthatofNathanielPipkin。andtherewassuchajoyoussoundinhermerrylaugh,thatthesternestmisanthropemusthavesmiledtohearit。EvenoldLobbshimself,intheveryheightofhisferocity,couldn’tresistthecoaxingofhisprettydaughter。andwhenshe,andhercousinKate——anarch,impudent-looking,bewitchinglittleperson——madeadeadsetupontheoldmantogether,as,tosaythetruth,theyveryoftendid,hecouldhaverefusedthemnothing,evenhadtheyaskedforaportionofthecountlessandinexhaustibletreasures,whichwerehiddenfromthelight,intheironsafe。

  NathanielPipkin’sheartbeathighwithinhim,whenhesawthisenticinglittlecouplesomehundredyardsbeforehimonesummer’sevening,intheveryfieldinwhichhehadmanyatimestrolledabouttillnight-time,andponderedonthebeautyofMariaLobbs。Butthoughhehadoftenthoughtthen,howbrisklyhewouldwalkuptoMariaLobbsandtellherofhispassionifhecouldonlymeether,hefeltnowthatshewasunexpectedlybeforehim,allthebloodinhisbodymountingtohisface,manifestlytothegreatdetrimentofhislegs,which,deprivedoftheirusualportion,trembledbeneathhim。Whentheystoppedtogatherahedge-flower,orlistentoabird,NathanielPikpinstoppedtoo,andpretendedtobeabsorbedinmeditation,asindeedhereallywas。forhewasthinkingwhatonearthheshouldeverdo,whentheyturnedback,astheyinevitablymustintime,andmeethimfacetoface。Butthoughhewasafraidtomakeuptothem,hecouldn’tbeartolosesightofthem。sowhentheywalkedfaster,hewalkedfaster,whentheylingeredhelingered,andwhentheystoppedhestopped。andsotheymighthavegoneon,untilthedarknesspreventedthem,ifKatehadnotlookedslylyback,andencouraginglybeckonedNathanieltoadvance。

  TherewassomethinginKate’smannerthatwasnottoberesisted,andsoNathanielPipkincompliedwiththeinvitation。andafteragreatdealofblushingonhispart,andimmoderatelaughteronthatofthewickedlittlecousin,NathanielPipkinwentdownonhiskneesonthedewygrass,anddeclaredhisresolutiontoremainthereforever,unlesshewerepermittedtorisetheacceptedloverofMariaLobbs。Uponthis,themerrylaughterofMariaLobbsrangthroughthecalmeveningair——withoutseemingtodisturbit,though。ithadsuchapleasantsound——andthewickedlittlecousinlaughedmoreimmoderatelythanbefore,andNathanielPipkinblusheddeeperthanever。Atlength,MariaLobbsbeingmorestrenuouslyurgedbythelove-wornlittleman,turnedawayherhead,andwhisperedhercousintosay,oratalleventsKatedidsay,thatshefeltmuchhonouredbyMr。Pipkin’saddresses。thatherhandandheartwereatherfather’sdisposal。butthatnobodycouldbeinsensibletoMr。Pipkin’smerits。Asallthiswassaidwithmuchgravity,andasNathanielPipkinwalkedhomewithMariaLobbs,andstruggledforakissatparting,hewenttobedahappyman,anddreamedallnightlong,ofsofteningoldLobbs,openingthestrongbox,andmarryingMaria。

  Thenextday,NathanielPipkinsawoldLobbsgooutuponhisoldgreypony,andafteragreatmanysignsatthewindowfromthewickedlittlecousin,theobjectandmeaningofwhichhecouldbynomeansunderstand,thebonyapprenticewiththethinlegscameovertosaythathismasterwasn’tcominghomeallnight,andthattheladiesexpectedMr。Pipkintotea,atsixo’clockprecisely。Howthelessonsweregotthroughthatday,neitherNathanielPipkinnorhispupilsknewanymorethanyoudo。buttheyweregotthroughsomehow,and,aftertheboyshadgone,NathanielPipkintooktillfullsixo’clocktodresshimselftohissatisfaction。

  Notthatittooklongtoselectthegarmentsheshouldwear,inasmuchashehadnochoiceaboutthematter。buttheputtingofthemontothebestadvantage,andthetouchingofthemuppreviously,wasataskofnoinconsiderabledifficultyorimportance。

  Therewasaverysnuglittleparty,consistingofMariaLobbsandhercousinKate,andthreeorfourromping,good-humoured,rosy-cheekedgirls。

  NathanielPipkinhadoculardemonstrationofthefact,thattherumoursofoldLobbs’streasureswerenotexaggerated。Thereweretherealsolidsilvertea-pot,cream-ewer,andsugar-basin,onthetable,andrealsilverspoonstostirtheteawith,andrealchinacupstodrinkitoutof,andplatesofthesame,toholdthecakesandtoastin。Theonlyeye-soreinthewholeplace,wasanothercousinofMariaLobbs’s,andabrotherofKate,whomMariaLobbscalled`Henry,’andwhoseemedtokeepMariaLobbsalltohimself,upinonecornerofthetable。It’sdelightfulthingtoseeaffectioninfamilies,butitmaybecarriedrathertoofar,andNathanielPipkincouldnothelpthinkingthatMariaLobbsmustbeveryparticularlyfondofherrelations,ifshepaidasmuchattentiontoallofthemastothisindividualcousin。Aftertea,too,whenthewickedlittlecousinproposedagameofblindman’sbuff,itsomehoworotherhappenedthatNathanielPipkinwasnearlyalwaysblind,andwheneverhelaidhishanduponthemalecousin,hewassuretofindthatMariaLobbswasnotfaroff。Andthoughthewickedlittlecousinandtheothergirlspinchedhim,andpulledhishair,andpushedchairsinhisway,andallsortsofthings,MariaLobbsneverseemedtocomenearhimatall。andonce——once——NathanielPipkincouldhaveswornheheardthesoundofakiss,followedbyafaintremonstrancefromMariaLobbs,andahalf-suppressedlaughfromherfemalefriends。Allthiswasodd——veryodd——andthereisnosayingwhatNathanielPipkinmightormightnothavedone,inconsequence,ifhisthoughtshadnotbeensuddenlydirectedintoanewchannel。

  Thecircumstanceswhichdirectedhisthoughtsintoanewchannelwasaloudknockingatthestreet-door,andthepersonwhomadethisloudknockingatthestreet-door,wasnootherthanoldLobbshimself,whohadunexpectedlyreturned,andwashammeringawaylikeacoffin-maker:forhewantedhissupper。Thealarmingintelligencewasnosoonercommunicatedbythebonyapprenticewiththethinlegs,thanthegirlstrippedup-stairstoMariaLobbs’sbed-room,andthemalecousinandNathanielPipkinwerethrustintoacoupleofclosetsinthesitting-room,forwantofanybetterplacesofconcealment。andwhenMariaLobbsandthewickedlittlecousinhadstowedthemaway,andputtheroomtorights,theyopenedthestreetdoortooldLobbs,whohadneverleftoffknockingsincehefirstbegan。

  NowitdidunfortunatelyhappenthatoldLobbsbeingveryhungrywasmonstrouscross。NathanielPipkincouldhearhimgrowlingawaylikeanoldmastiffwithasorethroat。andwhenevertheunfortunateapprenticewiththethinlegscameintotheroom,sosurelydidoldLobbscommenceswearingathiminamostSaracenicandferociousmanner,thoughapparentlywithnootherendorobjectthanthatofeasinghisbosombythedischargeofafewsuperfluousoaths。Atlengthsomesupper,whichhadbeenwarmingup,wasplacedonthetable,andthenoldLobbsfellto,inregularstyle。

  andhavingmadeclearworkofitinnotime,kissedhisdaughter,anddemandedhispipe。

  NaturehadplacedNathanielPipkin’skneesinveryclosejuxtaposition,butwhenheheardoldLobbsdemandhispipe,theyknockedtogether,asiftheyweregoingtoreduceeachothertopowder。for,dependingfromacoupleofhooks,intheveryclosetinwhichhestood,wasalargebrown-stemmed,silver-bowledpipe,whichpipehehimselfhadseeninthemouthofoldLobbs,regularlyeveryafternoonandevening,forthelastfiveyears。

  Thetwogirlswentdown-stairsforthepipe,andup-stairsforthepipe,andeverywherebutwheretheyknewthepipewas,andoldLobbsstormedawaymeanwhile,inthemostwonderfulmanner。Atlasthethoughtofthecloset,andwalkeduptoit。ItwasofnousealittlemanlikeNathanielPipkinpullingthedoorinwardswhenagreatstrongfellowlikeoldLobbswaspullingitoutwards。OldLobbsgaveitonetugandopenitflew,disclosingNathanielPipkinstandingboltuprightinside,andshakingwithapprehensionfromheadtofoot。Blessus!whatanappallinglookoldLobbsgavehim,ashedraggedhimoutbythecollar,andheldhimatarm’slength。

  `Why,whatthedevildoyouwanthere?’saidoldLobbs,inafearfulvoice。

  NathanielPipkincouldmakenoreply,sooldLobbsshookhimbackwardsandforwards,fortwoorthreeminutes,bywayofarranginghisideasforhim。

  `Whatdoyouwanthere?’roaredLobbs,`Isupposeyouhavecomeaftermydaughter,now?’

  OldLobbsmerelysaidthisasasneer:forhedidnotbelievethatmortalpresumptioncouldhavecarriedNathanielPipkinsofar。Whatwashisindignation,whenthatpoormanreplied:

  `Yes,Idid,Mr。Lobbs。Ididcomeafteryourdaughter。Iloveher,Mr。Lobbs。’

  `Why,yousnivelling,wry-faced,punyvillain,’gaspedoldLobbs,paralysedbytheatrociousconfession。`whatdoyoumeanbythat?Saythistomyface!Damme,I’llthrottleyou!’

  ItisbynomeansimprobablethatoldLobbswouldhavecarriedthisthreatintoexecution,intheexcessofhisrage,ifhisarmhadnotbeenstayedbyaveryunexpectedapparition,towit,themalecousin,who,steppingoutofhiscloset,andwalkinguptooldLobbs,said:

  `Icannotallowthisharmlessperson,sir,whohasbeenaskedhereinsomegirlishfrolic,totakeuponhimselfinaverynoblemanner,thefaultiffaultitiswhichIamguiltyof,andamreadytoavow。Iloveyourdaughter,sir。andIamhereforthepurposeofmeetingher。’

  OldLobbsopenedhiseyesverywideatthis,butnotwiderthanNathanielPipkin。

  `Youdid?’saidLobbs:atlastfindingbreathtospeak。

  `Idid。’

  `AndIforbadeyouthishouse,longago。’

  `Youdid,orIshouldnothavebeenhere,clandestinely,to-night。’

  IamsorrytorecorditofoldLobbs,butIthinkhewouldhavestruckthecousin,ifhisprettydaughter,withherbrighteyesswimmingintears,hadnotclungtohisarm。

  `Don’tstophim,Maria,’saidtheyoungman:`ifhehasthewilltostrikeme,lethim。Iwouldnothurtahairofhisgreyhead,fortherichesoftheworld。’

  Theoldmancastdownhiseyesatthisreproof,andtheymetthoseofhisdaughter。Ihavehintedonceortwicebefore,thattheywereverybrighteyes,and,thoughtheyweretearfulnow,theirinfluencewasbynomeanslessened。OldLobbsturnedhisheadaway,asiftoavoidbeingpersuadedbythem,when,asfortunewouldhaveit,heencounteredthefaceofthewickedlittlecousin,who,halfafraidforherbrother,andhalflaughingatNathanielPipkin,presentedasbewitchinganexpressionofcountenance,withatouchofshynessinittoo,asanyman,oldoryoung,needlookupon。Shedrewherarmcoaxinglythroughtheoldman’s,andwhisperedsomethinginhisear。anddowhathewould,oldLobbscouldn’thelpbreakingoutintoasmile,whileatearstoledownhischeekatthesametime。

  Fiveminutesafterthis,thegirlswerebroughtdownfromthebed-roomwithagreatdealofgigglingandmodesty。andwhiletheyoungpeopleweremakingthemselvesperfectlyhappy,oldLobbsgotdownhispipe,andsmokedit:anditwasaremarkablecircumstanceaboutthatparticularpipeoftobacco,thatitwasthemostsoothinganddelightfuloneheeversmoked。

  NathanielPipkinthoughtitbesttokeephisowncounsel,andbysodoinggraduallyroseintohighfavourwitholdLobbs,whotaughthimtosmokeintime。andtheyusedtositoutinthegardenonthefineevenings,formanyyearsafterwards,smokinganddrinkingingreatstate。Hesoonrecoveredtheeffectsofhisattachment,forwefindhisnameintheparishregister,asawitnesstothemarriageofMariaLobbstohercousin。anditalsoappears,byreferencetootherdocuments,thatonthenightoftheweddinghewasincarceratedinthevillagecage,forhaving,inastateofextremeintoxication,committedsundryexcessesinthestreets,inallofwhichhewasaidedandabettedbythebonyapprenticewiththethinlegs。mile,whileatearstoledownhischeekatthesametime。

  [NextChapter][TableofContents]ThePickwickPapers:Chapter18[PreviousChapter][TableofContents]CHAPTERXVIIIBRIEFLYILLUSTRATIVEOFTWOPOINTS——FIRST,THEPOWER

  OFHYSTERICS,AND,SECONDLY,THEFORCEOFCIRCUMSTANCES

  FORtwodaysafterthebreakfastatMrs。Hunter’sthePickwickiansremainedatEatanswill,anxiouslyawaitingthearrivalofsomeintelligencefromtheirreveredleader。Mr。TupmanandMr。Snodgrasswereonceagainlefttotheirownmeansofamusement。forMr。Winkle,incompliancewithamostpressinginvitation,continuedtoresideatMr。

  Pott’shouse,andtodevotehistimetothecompanionshipofhisamiablelady。NorwastheoccasionalsocietyofMr。Potthimself,wantingtocompletetheirfelicity。DeeplyimmersedintheintensityofhisspeculationsforthepublicwealandthedestructionoftheIndependent,itwasnotthehabitofthatgreatmantodescendfromhismentalpinnacletothehumblelevelofordinaryminds。Onthisoccasion,however,andasifexpresslyincomplimenttoanyfollowerofMr。Pickwick’s,heunbent,relaxed,steppeddownfromhispedestal,andwalkedupontheground:benignlyadaptinghisremarkstothecomprehensionoftheherd,andseeminginoutwardform,ifnotinspirit,tobeoneofthem。

  SuchhavingbeenthedemeanourofthiscelebratedpubliccharactertowardsMr。Winkle,itwillbereadilyimaginedthatconsiderablesurprisewasdepictedonthecountenanceofthelattergentleman,when,ashewassittingaloneinthebreakfast-room,thedoorwashastilythrownopen,andashastilyclosed,ontheentranceofMr。Pott,who,stalkingmajesticallytowardshim,andthrustingasidehisprofferedhand,groundhisteeth,asiftoputasharperedgeonwhathewasabouttoutter,andexclaimed,inasaw-likevoice,——

  Serpent!

  Sir!exclaimedMr。Winkle,startingfromhischair。

  Serpent,sir,repeatedMr。Pott,raisinghisvoice,andthensuddenlydepressingit。Isaid,Serpent,sir——makethemostofit。

  Whenyouhavepartedwithaman,attwoo’clockinthemorning,ontermsoftheutmostgoodfellowship,andhemeetsyouagain,athalf-pastnine,andgreetsyouasaserpent,itisnotunreasonabletoconcludethatsomethingofanunpleasantnaturehasoccurredmeanwhile。SoMr。Winklethought。

  HereturnedMr。Pott’sgazeofstone,andincompliancewiththatgentleman’srequest,proceededtomakethemosthecouldoftheserpent。Themost,however,wasnothingatall。soafteraprofoundsilenceofsomeminutes’

  duration,hesaid,——

  Serpent,sir!Serpent,Mr。Pott!Whatcanyoumean,sir?——thisispleasantry。

  Pleasantry,sir!exclaimedPott,withamotionofthehand,indicativeofastrongdesiretohurltheBritanniametaltea-potattheheadofhisvisitor。Pleasantry,sir!——butno,Iwillbecalm。Iwillbecalm,sir。

  inproofofhiscalmness,Mr。Pottflunghimselfintoachair,andfoamedatthemouth。

  Mydearsir,interposedMr。Winkle。

  Dearsir!repliedPott。Howdareyouaddressme,asdearsir,sir?Howdareyoulookmeinthefaceanddoit,sir?

  Well,sir,ifyoucometothat,respondedMr。Winkle,howdareyoulookmeintheface,andcallmeaserpent,sir?

  Becauseyouareone,repliedMr。Pott。

  Proveit,sir,saidMr。Winkle,warmly。Proveit。

  Amalignantscowlpassedovertheprofoundfaceoftheeditor,ashedrewfromhispocket,theIndependentofthatmorning。andlayinghisfingeronaparticularparagraph,threwthejournalacrossthetabletoMr。Winkle。

  Thatgentlemantookitup,andreadasfollows:——

  Ourobscureandfilthycontemporary,insomedisgustingobservationsontherecentelectionforthisborough,haspresumedtoviolatethehallowedsanctityofprivatelife,andtorefer,inamannernottobemisunderstood,tothepersonalaffairsofourlatecandidates-aye,andnotwithstandinghisbasedefeat,wewilladd,ourfuturemember,Mr。Fizkin。Whatdoesourdastardlycontemporarymean?Whatwouldtheruffiansay,ifwe,settingatnaught,likehim,thedecenciesofsocialintercourse,weretoraisethecurtainwhichhappilyconcealsHISprivatelifefromgeneralridicule,nottosayfromgeneralexecration?What,ifwewereeventopointout,andcommenton,factsandcircumstances,whicharepubliclynotorious,andbeheldbyeveryone,butourmole-eyedcontemporary——whatifweweretoprintthefollowingeffusion,whichwereceivedwhilewewerewritingthecommencementofthisarticle,fromatalentedfellow-townsmanandcorrespondent!`LINESTOABRASS

  POT`Oh,Pott!ifyou’dknownHowfalseshe’dhavegrown,Whenyouheardthemarriagebellstinkle。You’dhavedonethen,Ivow,Whatyoucannothelpnow,AndhandedherovertoW’

  `What,saidMr。Pott,solemnly:whatrhymesto`tinkle,’villain?

  Whatrhymestotinkle?saidMrs。Pott,whoseentranceatthemomentforestalledthereply。Whatrhymestotinkle?Why,Winkle,Ishouldconceive:

  sayingthis,Mrs。PottsmiledsweetlyonthedisturbedPickwickian,andextendedherhandtowardshim。Theagitatedyoungmanwouldhaveacceptedit,inhisconfusion,hadnotPottindignantlyinterposed。

  Back,ma’am——back!saidtheeditor。Takehishandbeforemyveryface!

  Mr。P。!saidhisastonishedlady。

  Wretchedwoman,lookhere,exclaimedthehusband。Lookhere,ma’am——`LinestoabrassPot。’`Brasspot’——that’sme,ma’am。`Falseshe’dhavegrown’——that’syou,ma’am——you。Withthisebullitionofrage,whichwasnotunaccompaniedwithsomethinglikeatremble,attheexpressionofhiswife’sface,Mr。PottdashedthecurrentnumberoftheEatanswillIndependentatherfeet。

  Uponmyword,sir,saidtheastonishedMrs。Pott,stoopingtopickupthepaper。Uponmyword,sir!

  Mr。Pottwincedbeneaththecontemptuousgazeofhiswife。Hehadmadeadesperatestruggletoscrewuphiscourage,butitwasfastcomingunscrewedagain。

  Thereappearsnothingverytremendousinthislittlesentence,Uponmyword,sir,whenitcomestoberead。butthetoneofvoiceinwhichitwasdelivered,andthelookthataccompaniedit,bothseemingtobearreferencetosomerevengetobethereaftervisitedupontheheadofPott,producedtheirfulleffectuponhim。Themostunskilfulobservercouldhavedetectedinhistroubledcountenance,areadinesstoresignhisWellingtonbootstoanyefficientsubstitutewhowouldhaveconsentedtostandinthematthatmoment。

  Mrs。Pottreadtheparagraph,utteredaloudshriek,andthrewherselfatfulllengthonthehearth-rug,screaming,andtappingitwiththeheelsofhershoes,inamannerwhichcouldleavenodoubtoftheproprietyofherfeelingsontheoccasion。

  Mydear,saidthepetrifiedPott,——Ididn’tsayIbelievedit——I——

  buttheunfortunateman’svoicewasdrownedinthescreamingofhispartner。

  Mrs。Pott,letmeentreatyou,mydearma’am,tocomposeyourself,

  saidMr。Winkle。buttheshrieksandtappingswerelouder,andmorefrequentthanever。

  Mydear,saidMr。Pott,I’mverysorry。Ifyouwon’tconsideryourownhealth,considerme,mydear。Weshallhaveacrowdroundthehouse。

  ButthemorestrenuouslyMr。Pottentreated,themorevehementlythescreamspouredforth。

  Veryfortunately,however,attachedtoMrs。Pott’spersonwasabody-guardofone,ayoungladywhoseostensibleemploymentwastopresideoverhertoilet,butwhorenderedherselfusefulinavarietyofways,andinnonemoresothanintheparticulardepartmentofconstantlyaidingandabettinghermistressineverywishandinclinationopposedtothedesiresoftheunhappyPott。Thescreamsreachedthisyounglady’searsinduecourse,andbroughtherintotheroomwithaspeedwhichthreatenedtoderange,materially,theveryexquisitearrangementofhercapandringlets。

  Oh,mydear,dearmistress!exclaimedthebody-guard,kneelingfranticallybythesideoftheprostrateMrs。Pott。Oh,mydearmistress,whatisthematter?

  Yourmaster——yourbrutalmaster,murmuredthepatient。

  Pottwasevidentlygivingway。

  It’sashame,saidthebody-guard,reproachfully。Iknowhe’llbethedeathofyou,ma’am。Poordearthing!

  Hegavewaymore。Theoppositepartyfolloweduptheattack。

  Ohdon’tleaveme——don’tleaveme,Goodwin,murmuredMrs。Pott,clutchingatthewristofthesaidGoodwinwithanhystericjerk。You’retheonlypersonthat’skindtome,Goodwin。

  Atthisaffectingappeal,Goodwingotupalittledomestictragedyofherown,andshedtearscopiously。

  Never,ma’am——never,saidGoodwin。Oh,sir,youshouldbecareful——youshouldindeed。youdon’tknowwhatharmyoumaydomissis。you’llbesorryforitoneday,Iknow——I’vealwayssaidso。

  TheunluckyPottlookedtimidlyon,butsaidnothing。

  Goodwin,saidMrs。Pott,inasoftvoice。

  Ma’am,saidGoodwin。

  IfyouonlyknewhowIhavelovedthatman——

  Don’tdistressyourselfbyrecollectingit,ma’am,saidthebody-guard。

  Pottlookedveryfrightened。Itwastimetofinishhim。

  Andnow,sobbedMrs。Pott,now,afterall,tobetreatedinthisway。tobereproachedandinsultedinthepresenceofathirdparty,andthatpartyalmostastranger。ButIwillnotsubmittoit!Goodwin,continuedMrs。Pott,raisingherselfinthearmsofherattendant,mybrother,theLieutenant,shallinterfere。I’llbeseparated,Goodwin!

  Itwouldcertainlyservehimright,ma’am,saidGoodwin。

  WhateverthoughtsthethreatofaseparationmighthaveawakenedinMr。Pott’smind,heforboretogiveutterancetothem,andcontentedhimselfbysaying,withgreathumility:

  Mydear,willyouhearme?

  Afreshtrainofsobswastheonlyreply,asMrs。Pottgrewmorehysterical,requestedtobeinformedwhyshewaseverborn,andrequiredsundryotherpiecesofinformationofasimilardescription。

  Mydear,remonstratedMr。Pott,donotgivewaytothesesensitivefeelings。Ineverbelievedthattheparagraphhadanyfoundation,mydear——impossible。

  Iwasonlyangry,mydear——Imaysayoutrageous——withtheIndependentpeoplefordaringtoinsertit。that’sall:Mr。Pottcastanimploringlookattheinnocentcauseofthemischief,asiftoentreathimtosaynothingabouttheserpent。

  Andwhatsteps,sir,doyoumeantotaketoobtainredress?inquiredMr。Winkle,gainingcourageashesawPottlosingit。

  Oh,Goodwin,observedMrs。Pott,doeshemeantohorsewhiptheeditoroftheIndependent——doeshe,Goodwin?

  Hush,hush,ma’am。praykeepyourselfquiet,repliedthebody-guard。

  Idaresayhewill,ifyouwishit,ma’am。

  Certainly,saidPott,ashiswifeevinceddecidedsymptomsofgoingoffagain。OfcourseIshall。

  When,Goodwin——when?saidMrs。Pott,stillundecidedaboutthegoingoff。

  Immediately,ofcourse,saidMr。Pott。beforethedayisout。

  Oh,Goodwin,resumedMrs。Pott,it’stheonlywayofmeetingtheslander,andsettingmerightwiththeworld。

  Certainly,ma’am,repliedGoodwin。Nomanasisaman,ma’am,couldrefusetodoit。

  So,asthehystericswerestillhoveringabout,Mr。Pottsaidoncemorethathewoulddoit。butMrs。Pottwassoovercomeatthebareideaofhavingeverbeensuspected,thatshewashalf-a-dozentimesontheveryvergeofarelapse,andmostunquestionablywouldhavegoneoff,haditnotbeenfortheindefatigableeffortsoftheassiduousGoodwin,andrepeatedentreatiesforpardonfromtheconqueredPott。andfinally,whenthatunhappyindividualhadbeenfrightenedandsnubbeddowntohisproperlevel,Mrs。

  Pottrecovered,andtheywenttobreakfast。

  Youwillnotallowthisbasenewspaperslandertoshortenyourstayhere,Mr。Winkle?saidMrs。Pott,smilingthroughthetracesofhertears。

  Ihopenot,saidMr。Pott,actuated,ashespoke,byawishthathisvisitorwouldchokehimselfwiththemorselofdrytoastwhichhewasraisingtohislipsatthemoment:andsoterminatehisstayeffectually。

  Ihopenot。

  Youareverygood,saidMr。Winkle。butaletterhasbeenreceivedfromMr。Pickwick-soIlearnbyanotefromMr。Tupman,whichwasbroughtuptomybed-roomdoor,thismorning——inwhichherequestsustojoinhimatBuryto-day。andwearetoleavebythecoachatnoon。

  Butyouwillcomeback?saidMrs。Pott。

  Oh,certainly,repliedMr。Winkle。

  Youarequitesure?saidMrs。Pott,stealingatenderlookathervisitor。

  Quite,respondedMr。Winkle。

  Thebreakfastpassedoffinsilence,foreachmemberofthepartywasbroodingoverhis,orher,ownpersonalgrievances。Mrs。Pottwasregrettingthelossofabeau。Mr。PotthisrashpledgetohorsewhiptheIndependent。

  Mr。Winklehishavinginnocentlyplacedhimselfinsoawkwardasituation。

  Noonapproached,andaftermanyadieuxandpromisestoreturn,hetorehimselfaway。

  Ifheevercomesback,I’llpoisonhim,thoughtMr。Pott,asheturnedintothelittlebackofficewherehepreparedhisthunderbolts。

  IfIeverdocomeback,andmixmyselfupwiththesepeopleagain,

  thoughtMr。Winkle,ashewendedhiswaytothePeacock,Ishalldeservetobehorsewhippedmyself——that’sall。

  Hisfriendswereready,thecoachwasnearlyso,andinhalf-an-hourtheywereproceedingontheirjourney,alongtheroadoverwhichMr。PickwickandSamhadsorecentlytravelled,andofwhich,aswehavealreadysaidsomething,wedonotfeelcalledupontoextractMr。Snodgrass’spoeticalandbeautifuldescription。

  Mr。WellerwasstandingatthedooroftheAngel,readytoreceivethem,andbythatgentlemantheywereusheredtotheapartmentofMr。Pickwick,where,tothenosmallsurpriseofMr。WinkleandMr。Snodgrass,andthenosmallembarrassmentofMr。Tupman,theyfoundoldWardleandTrundle。

  Howareyou?saidtheoldman,graspingMr。Tupman’shand。Don’thangback,orlooksentimentalaboutit。itcan’tbehelped,oldfellow。

  Forhersake,Iwishyou’dhadher。foryourown,I’mverygladyouhavenot。Ayoungfellowlikeyouwilldobetteroneofthesedays——eh?Withthisconsolation,WardleslappedMr。Tupmanontheback,andlaughedheartily。

  Well,andhowareyou,myfinefellows?saidtheoldgentleman,shakinghandswithMr。WinkleandMr。Snodgrassatthesametime。IhavejustbeentellingPickwickthatwemusthaveyoualldownatChristmas。We’regoingtohaveawedding——arealweddingthistime。

  Awedding!exclaimedMr。Snodgrass,turningverypale。

  Yes,awedding。Butdon’tbefrightened,saidthegood-humouredoldman。it’sonlyTrundlethere,andBella。

  Oh,isthatall!saidMr。Snodgrass,relievedfromapainfuldoubtwhichhadfallenheavilyonhisbreast。Giveyoujoy,sir。HowisJoe?

  Verywell,repliedtheoldgentleman。Sleepyasever。

  Andyourmother,andtheclergyman,andallof’em?

  Quitewell。

  Where,saidMr。Tupman,withaneffort——whereis——she,sir?

  andheturnedawayhishead,andcoveredhiseyeswithhishand。

  She!saidtheoldgentleman,withaknowingshakeofthehead。

  Doyoumeanmysinglerelative——eh?

  Mr。Tupman,byanod,intimatedthathisquestionappliedtothedisappointedRachael。

  Oh,she’sgoneaway,saidtheoldgentleman。She’slivingatarelation’s,farenoughoff。Shecouldn’tbeartoseethegirls,soIlethergo。Butcome!Here’sthedinner。Youmustbehungryafteryourride。Iam,withoutanyrideatall。soletusfallto。

  Amplejusticewasdonetothemeal。andwhentheywereseatedroundthetable,afterithadbeendisposedof,Mr。Pickwick,totheintensehorrorandindignationofhisfollowers,relatedtheadventurehehadundergone,andthesuccesswhichhadattendedthebaseartificesofthediabolicalJingle。

  And,theattackofrheumatismwhichIcaughtinthatgarden,saidMr。Pickwick,inconclusion,rendersmelameatthismoment。

  I,too,havehadsomethingofanadventure,saidMr。Winkle,withasmile。andattherequestofMr。PickwickhedetailedthemaliciouslibeloftheEatanswillIndependent,andtheconsequentexcitementoftheirfriend,theeditor。

  Mr。Pickwick’sbrowdarkenedduringtherecital。Hisfriendsobservedit,and,whenMr。Winklehadconcluded,maintainedaprofoundsilence。

  Mr。Pickwickstruckthetableemphaticallywithhisclenchedfist,andspokeasfollows。

  Isitnotawonderfulcircumstance,saidMr。Pickwick,thatweseemdestinedtoenternoman’shousewithoutinvolvinghiminsomedegreeoftrouble?Doesitnot,Iask,bespeaktheindiscretion,or,worsethanthat,theblacknessofheart——thatIshouldsayso!——ofmyfollowers,that,beneathwhateverrooftheylocate,theydisturbthepeaceofmindandhappinessofsomeconfidingfemale?Isitnot,Isay——

  Mr。Pickwickwouldinallprobabilityhavegoneonforsometime,hadnottheentranceofSam,withaletter,causedhimtobreakoffinhiseloquentdiscourse。Hepassedhishandkerchiefacrosshisforehead,tookoffhisspectacles,wipedthem,andputthemonagain。andhisvoicehadrecovereditswontedsoftnessoftonewhenhesaid:

  Whathaveyouthere,Sam?

  CalledatthePost-officejustnow,andfoundthishereletter,ashaslaidtherefortwodays,repliedMr。Weller。It’ssealedwithavafer,anddirectedinroundhand。

  Idon’tknowthishand,saidMr。Pickwick,openingtheletter。Mercyonus!what’sthis?Itmustbeajest。it——it——can’tbetrue。

  What’sthematter?wasthegeneralinquiry。

  Nobodydead,isthere?saidWardle,alarmedatthehorrorinMr。Pickwick’scountenance。

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