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

           Pickwickrepliedthathewouldremainwherehewas:themoreespeciallyasMessrs.Dodson&Foggoughttobeashamedtolookhimintheface,insteadofhisbeingashamedtoseethem.WhichlattercircumstancehebeggedMr.Perkertonote,withaglowingcountenanceandmanymarksofindignation.

           ‘Verywell,mydearSir,verywell,’repliedPerker,‘IcanonlysaythatifyouexpecteitherDodsonorFoggtoexhibitanysymptomofshameorconfusionathavingtolookyou,oranybodyelse,intheface,youarethemostsanguinemaninyourexpectationsthatIevermetwith.Showthemin,Mr.Lowten.’

           Mr.Lowtendisappearedwithagrin,andimmediatelyreturnedusheringinthefirm,indueformofprecedenceDodsonfirst,andFoggafterwards.

           ‘YouhaveseenMr.Pickwick,Ibelieve?’saidPerkertoDodson,inclininghispeninthedirectionwherethatgentlemanwasseated.

           ‘Howdoyoudo,Mr.Pickwick?’saidDodson,inaloudvoice.

           ‘Dearme,‘criedFogg,‘howdoyoudo,Mr.Pickwick?Ihopeyouarewell,Sir.IthoughtIknewtheface,’saidFogg,drawingupachair,andlookingroundhimwithasmile.

           Mr.Pickwickbenthisheadveryslightly,inanswertothesesalutations,and,seeingFoggpullabundleofpapersfromhiscoatpocket,roseandwalkedtothewindow.

           ‘There’snooccasionforMr.Pickwicktomove,Mr.

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