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Descriptive of an affecting Interview between Mr. Samuel Weller and a Family Party. Mr. Pickwick mak

           Pickwick,lookinggood-humouredlyround.

           ‘Werymuchso,Sir,’repliedSam.‘Wonders’ullnevercease,’addedSam,speakingtohimself.‘I’mwerymuchmistakenifthat,ereJingleworn’ta-doinsomethin’inthewater-cartway!’

           TheareaformedbythewallinthatpartoftheFleetinwhichMr.Pickwickstoodwasjustwideenoughtomakeagoodracket-court;onesidebeingformed,ofcourse,bythewallitself,andtheotherbythatportionoftheprisonwhichlooked(orratherwouldhavelooked,butforthewall)towardsSt.Paul’sCathedral.Saunteringorsittingabout,ineverypossibleattitudeoflistlessidleness,wereagreatnumberofdebtors,themajorpartofwhomwerewaitinginprisonuntiltheirdayof‘goingup’beforetheInsolventCourtshouldarrive;whileothershadbeenremandedforvariousterms,whichtheywereidlingawayastheybestcould.Somewereshabby,someweresmart,manydirty,afewclean;buttheretheyalllounged,andloitered,andslunkaboutwithaslittlespiritorpurposeasthebeastsinamenagerie.

           Lollingfromthewindowswhichcommandedaviewofthispromenadewereanumberofpersons,someinnoisyconversationwiththeiracquaintancebelow,othersplayingatballwithsomeadventurousthrowersoutside,otherslookingonattheracket-players,orwatchingtheboysastheycriedthegame.

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