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Showing how Dodson and Fogg were Men of Business, and their Clerks Men of pleasure; and how an affec

           

           ‘IwonderwhetherFogg’sdisengagednow?’saidJackson.

           ‘I’llsee,’saidWicks,dismountingleisurelyfromhisstool.‘WhatnameshallItellMr.Fogg?’

           ‘Pickwick,’repliedtheillustrioussubjectofthesememoirs.

           Mr.Jacksondepartedupstairsonhiserrand,andimmediatelyreturnedwithamessagethatMr.FoggwouldseeMr.Pickwickinfiveminutes;andhavingdeliveredit,returnedagaintohisdesk.

           ‘Whatdidhesayhisnamewas?’whisperedWicks.

           ‘Pickwick,’repliedJackson;‘it’sthedefendantinBardellandPickwick.’

           Asuddenscrapingoffeet,mingledwiththesoundofsuppressedlaughter,washeardfrombehindthepartition.

           ‘They’rea-twiggin’ofyou,Sir,’whisperedMr.Weller.

           ‘Twiggingofme,Sam!’repliedMr.Pickwick;‘whatdoyoumeanbytwiggingme?’

           Mr.Wellerrepliedbypointingwithhisthumboverhisshoulder,andMr.Pickwick,onlookingup,becamesensibleofthepleasingfact,thatallthefourclerks,withcountenancesexpressiveoftheutmostamusement,andwiththeirheadsthrustoverthewoodenscreen,wereminutelyinspectingthefigureandgeneralappearanceofthesupposedtriflerwithfemalehearts,anddisturberoffemalehappiness.Onhislookingup,therowofheadssuddenlydisappeared,andthesoundofpenstravellingatafuriousrateoverpaper,immediatelysucceeded.

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