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How Mr. Pickwick sped upon his Mission, and how he was reinforced in the Outset by a most unexpected

           

           Hereadthelettertothelastword,foldeditagainwithallthecarefulnessandprecisionofamanofbusiness,and,justwhenMr.Pickwickexpectedsomegreatoutbreakoffeeling,dippedapenintheink-stand,andsaid,asquietlyasifhewerespeakingonthemostordinarycounting-housetopic

           ‘WhatisNathaniel’saddress,Mr.Pickwick?’

           ‘TheGeorgeandVulture,atpresent,’repliedthatgentleman.

           ‘GeorgeandVulture.Whereisthat?’

           ‘GeorgeYard,LombardStreet.’

           ‘Inthecity?’

           ‘Yes.’

           Theoldgentlemanmethodicallyindorsedtheaddressonthebackoftheletter;andthen,placingitinthedesk,whichhelocked,said,ashegotoffthestoolandputthebunchofkeysinhispocket

           ‘Isupposethereisnothingelsewhichneeddetainus,Mr.Pickwick?’

           ‘Nothingelse,mydearSir!’observedthatwarm-heartedpersoninindignantamazement.‘Nothingelse!Haveyounoopiniontoexpressonthismomentouseventinouryoungfriend’slife?Noassurancetoconveytohim,throughme,ofthecontinuanceofyouraffectionandprotection?Nothingtosaywhichwillcheerandsustainhim,andtheanxiousgirlwholookstohimforcomfortandsupport?MydearSir,consider.’

           ‘Iwillconsider,’repliedtheoldgentleman.‘Ihavenothingtosayjustnow.Iamamanofbusiness,Mr.Pickwick.

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