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           Trottermadeanotherbow,andturnedtodepart,whenMr.Pickwickthrustaguineaintohishand.

           ‘You’reafinefellow,’saidMr.Pickwick,‘andIadmireyourgoodnessofheart.Nothanks.Remembereleveno’clock.’

           ‘Thereisnofearofmyforgettingit,sir,’repliedJobTrotter.Withthesewordshelefttheroom,followedbySam.

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

           ‘Itcomesfromtheheart,Mr.Walker,’repliedJobsolemnly.‘Good-morning,sir.’

           ‘You’reasoftcustomer,youare;we’vegotitallouto’you,anyhow,’thoughtMr.Weller,asJobwalkedaway.

           WecannotstatetheprecisenatureofthethoughtswhichpassedthroughMr.Trotter’smind,becausewedon’tknowwhattheywere.

           Thedayworeon,eveningcame,andatalittlebeforeteno’clockSamWellerreportedthatMr.JingleandJobhadgoneouttogether,thattheirluggagewaspackedup,andthattheyhadorderedachaise.Theplotwasevidentlyinexecution,asMr.Trotterhadforetold.

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

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