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

           

           ‘Itwouldn’tbeabadnotiontohaveacigarbythekitchenfire,wouldit?’saidBobSawyer,stillpromptedbythedemonaforesaid.

           ‘Itwouldbeparticularlycomfortable,Ithink,’repliedMr.Pickwick.‘Mr.Pott,whatdoyousay?’

           Mr.Pottyieldedareadyassent;andallfourtravellers,eachwithhisglassinhishand,atoncebetookthemselvestothekitchen,withSamWellerheadingtheprocessiontoshowthemtheway.

           Thestrangerwasstillreading;helookedupandstarted.Mr.Pottstarted.

           ‘What’sthematter?’whisperedMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Thatreptile!’repliedPott.

           ‘Whatreptile?’saidMr.Pickwick,lookingabouthimforfearheshouldtreadonsomeovergrownblackbeetle,ordropsicalspider.

           ‘Thatreptile,’whisperedPott,catchingMr.Pickwickbythearm,andpointingtowardsthestranger.‘ThatreptileSlurk,oftheINDEPENDENT!’

           ‘Perhapswehadbetterretire,’whisperedMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Never,Sir,’rejoinedPott,pot-valiantinadoublesense‘never.’Withthesewords,Mr.Potttookuphispositiononanoppositesettle,andselectingonefromalittlebundleofnewspapers,begantoreadagainsthisenemy.

           Mr.Pott,ofcoursereadtheINDEPENDENT,andMr.

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