Посмертные записки Пиквикского клуба

Briefly illustrative of two Points; first, the Power of Hysterics, and, secondly, the Force of Circu

           

           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?’Withthisconclusion,WardleslappedMr.Tupmanontheback,andlaughedheartily.

           ‘Well,andhowareyou,myfinefellows?’saidtheoldgentleman,shakinghandswithMr.WinkleandMr.Snodgrassatthesametime.‘IhavejustbeentellingPickwickthatwemusthaveyoualldownatChristmas.We’regoingtohaveaweddingarealweddingthistime.’

           ‘Awedding!’exclaimedMr.Snodgrass,turningverypale.

           ‘Yes,awedding.Butdon’tbefrightened,’saidthegood-humouredoldman;‘it’sonlyTrundlethere,andBella.’

           ‘Oh,isthatall?’saidMr.Snodgrass,relievedfromapainfuldoubtwhichhadfallenheavilyonhisbreast.‘Giveyoujoy,Sir.HowisJoe?’

           ‘Verywell,’repliedtheoldgentleman.‘Sleepyasever.

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