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Treats of divers little Matters which occurred in the Fleet, and of Mr. Winkle’s mysterious Behaviou

           AndthisisGod’struth,withoutonewordofsuppressionorexaggeration,asfiftypeople,bothinthisplaceandoutofit,verywellknow.’

           ThecobblerpausedtoascertainwhateffecthisstoryhadproducedonSam;butfindingthathehaddroppedasleep,knockedtheashesoutofhispipe,sighed,putitdown,drewthebed–clothesoverhishead,andwenttosleep,too.

           Mr.Pickwickwassittingatbreakfast,alone,nextmorning(Sambeingbusilyengagedinthecobbler’sroom,polishinghismaster’sshoesandbrushingtheblackgaiters)whentherecameaknockatthedoor,which,beforeMr.Pickwickcouldcry‘Comein!’wasfollowedbytheappearanceofaheadofhairandacotton-velvetcap,bothofwhicharticlesofdresshehadnodifficultyinrecognisingasthepersonalpropertyofMr.Smangle.

           ‘Howareyou?’saidthatworthy,accompanyingtheinquirywithascoreortwoofnods;‘Isaydoyouexpectanybodythismorning?Threemendevilishgentlemanlyfellowshavebeenaskingafteryoudownstairs,andknockingateverydooronthehallflight;forwhichthey’vebeenmostinfernallyblownupbythecollegiansthathadthetroubleofopening’em.’

           ‘Dearme!Howveryfoolishofthem,’saidMr.Pickwick,rising.‘Yes;IhavenodoubttheyaresomefriendswhomIratherexpectedtosee,yesterday.’

           ‘Friendsofyours!’exclaimedSmangle,seizingMr.Pickwickbythehand.‘Saynomore.

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