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Comprising the final Exit of Mr. Jingle and Job Trotter, with a great Morning of business in Gray’s

           ‘Hesaidhemustgoalongwiththeotherone,andsotheypersuadedPerkertowriteagain,andthey’vegothimsomethingonthesameestate;notnearsogood,Perkersays,asaconvictwouldgetinNewSouthWales,ifheappearedathistrialinanewsuitofclothes.’

           ‘Foolishfellow,’saidMr.Pickwick,withglisteningeyes.‘Foolishfellow.’

           ‘Oh,it’sworsethanfoolish;it’sdownrightsneaking,youknow,’repliedLowten,nibbingthepenwithacontemptuousface.‘Hesaysthathe’stheonlyfriendheeverhad,andhe’sattachedtohim,andallthat.Friendship’saverygoodthinginitswayweareallveryfriendlyandcomfortableattheStump,forinstance,overourgrog,whereeverymanpaysforhimself;butdamnhurtingyourselfforanybodyelse,youknow!Nomanshouldhavemorethantwoattachmentsthefirst,tonumberone,andthesecondtotheladies;that’swhatIsayha!ha!’Mr.Lowtenconcludedwithaloudlaugh,halfinjocularity,andhalfinderision,whichwasprematurelycutshortbythesoundofPerker’sfootstepsonthestairs,atthefirstapproachofwhich,hevaultedonhisstoolwithanagilitymostremarkable,andwroteintensely.

           ThegreetingbetweenMr.Pickwickandhisprofessionaladviserwaswarmandcordial;theclientwasscarcelyensconcedintheattorney’sarm-chair,however,whenaknockwasheardatthedoor,andavoiceinquiredwhetherMr.Perkerwaswithin.

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