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

           Sawyerwasobservedtoapplyhimselfseveraltimestothemouthofablackbottle,undertheinfluenceofwhich,hisfeaturesgraduallyassumedacheerfulandevenjovialexpression.Andatlastheemergedfromtheroom,bottleinhand,and,remarkingthathewasverysorrytosayhehadbeenmakingafoolofhimself,beggedtoproposethehealthandhappinessofMr.andMrs.Winkle,whosefelicity,sofarfromenvying,hewouldbethefirsttocongratulatethemupon.Hearingthis,Mr.BenAllensuddenlyarosefromhischair,and,seizingtheblackbottle,drankthetoastsoheartily,that,theliquorbeingstrong,hebecamenearlyasblackinthefaceasthebottle.Finally,theblackbottlewentroundtillitwasempty,andtherewassomuchshakingofhandsandinterchangingofcompliments,thateventhemetal-visagedMr.Martincondescendedtosmile.

           ‘Andnow,’saidBobSawyer,rubbinghishands,‘we’llhaveajollynight.’

           ‘Iamsorry,’saidMr.Pickwick,‘thatImustreturntomyinn.Ihavenotbeenaccustomedtofatiguelately,andmyjourneyhastiredmeexceedingly.’

           ‘You’lltakesometea,Mr.Pickwick?’saidtheoldlady,withirresistiblesweetness.

           ‘Thankyou,Iwouldrathernot,’repliedthatgentleman.Thetruthis,thattheoldlady’sevidentlyincreasingadmirationwasMr.Pickwick’sprincipalinducementforgoingaway.HethoughtofMrs.Bardell;andeveryglanceoftheoldlady’seyesthrewhimintoacoldperspiration.

           AsMr.

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