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Relates how Mr. Pickwick, with the Assistance of Samuel Weller, essayed to soften the Heart of Mr. B

           Sosaying,thesurlymanleisurelydescendedfromthewheel,onwhichhehadbeenpoisinghimselfonthetopsofthetoesofhisrightfoot,andhavingsummonedtheboyinthegraylivery,openedthecoachdoor,flungdownthesteps,andthrustinginahandenvelopedinadarkwash-leatherglove,pulledouttheoldladywithasmuchunconcerninhismannerasifshewereabandbox.

           ‘Dearme!’exclaimedtheoldlady.‘Iamsoflurried,nowIhavegothere,Martin,thatI’mallinatremble.’

           Mr.Martincoughedbehindthedarkwash-leathergloves,butexpressednosympathy;sotheoldlady,composingherself,trottedupMr.BobSawyer’ssteps,andMr.Martinfollowed.Immediatelyontheoldlady’senteringtheshop,Mr.BenjaminAllenandMr.BobSawyer,whohadbeenputtingthespirits-and-wateroutofsight,andupsettingnauseousdrugstotakeoffthesmellofthetobaccosmoke,issuedhastilyforthinatransportofpleasureandaffection.

           ‘Mydearaunt,’exclaimedMr.BenAllen,‘howkindofyoutolookinuponus!Mr.Sawyer,aunt;myfriendMr.BobSawyerwhomIhavespokentoyouabout,regardingyouknow,aunt.’AndhereMr.BenAllen,whowasnotatthemomentextraordinarilysober,addedtheword‘Arabella,’inwhatwasmeanttobeawhisper,butwhichwasanespeciallyaudibleanddistincttoneofspeechwhichnobodycouldavoidhearing,ifanybodyweresodisposed.

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