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

           

           ‘Youareacoupleofmean—’

           ‘Remember,sir,youpaydearlyforthis,’saidFogg.

           ‘—Rascally,pettifoggingrobbers!’continuedMr.Pickwick,takingnottheleastnoticeofthethreatsthatwereaddressedtohim.

           ‘Robbers!’criedMr.Pickwick,runningtothestair-head,asthetwoattorneysdescended.

           ‘Robbers!’shoutedMr.Pickwick,breakingfromLowtenandPerker,andthrustinghisheadoutofthestaircasewindow.

           WhenMr.Pickwickdrewinhisheadagain,hiscountenancewassmilingandplacid;and,walkingquietlybackintotheoffice,hedeclaredthathehadnowremovedagreatweightfromhismind,andthathefeltperfectlycomfortableandhappy.

           Perkersaidnothingatalluntilhehademptiedhissnuff-box,andsentLowtenouttofillit,whenhewasseizedwithafitoflaughing,whichlastedfiveminutes;attheexpirationofwhichtimehesaidthathesupposedheoughttobeveryangry,buthecouldn’tthinkofthebusinessseriouslyyetwhenhecould,hewouldbe.

           ‘Well,now,’saidMr.Pickwick,‘letmehaveasettlementwithyou.’‘Ofthesamekindasthelast?’inquiredPerker,withanotherlaugh.‘Notexactly,’rejoinedMr.Pickwick,drawingouthispocket-book,andshakingthelittlemanheartilybythehand,‘Ionlymeanapecuniarysettlement.

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