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In which Mr. Pickwick encounters an old Acquaintance — To which fortunate Circumstance the Reader is

           Abhorredanddespisedbyeventhefewwhoarecognisantofitsmiserableanddisgracefulexistence,stifledbytheveryfilthitsoprofuselyscatters,rendereddeafandblindbytheexhalationsofitsownslime,theobscenejournal,happilyunconsciousofitsdegradedstate,israpidlysinkingbeneaththattreacherousmudwhich,whileitseemstogiveitafirmstandingwiththelowanddebasedclassesofsociety,isneverthelessrisingaboveitsdetestedhead,andwillspeedilyengulfitforever.’

           Havingdeliveredthismanifesto(whichformedaportionofhislastweek’sleader)withvehementarticulation,theeditorpausedtotakebreath,andlookedmajesticallyatBobSawyer.

           ‘Youareayoungman,sir,’saidPott.

           Mr.BobSawyernodded.

           ‘Soareyou,sir,’saidPott,addressingMr.BenAllen.

           Benadmittedthesoftimpeachment.

           ‘Andarebothdeeplyimbuedwiththoseblueprinciples,which,solongasIlive,Ihavepledgedmyselftothepeopleofthesekingdomstosupportandtomaintain?’suggestedPott.

           ‘Why,Idon’texactlyknowaboutthat,’repliedBobSawyer.‘Iam

           ‘Notbuff,Mr.Pickwick,’interruptedPott,drawingbackhischair,‘yourfriendisnotbuff,sir?’

           ‘No,no,’rejoinedBob,‘I’makindofplaidatpresent;acompoundofallsortsofcolours.’

           ‘Awaverer,’saidPottsolemnly,‘awaverer.

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