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An important Conference takes place between Mr. Pickwick and Samuel Weller, at which his Parent assi

           ‘Iwishtofreeyoufromtherestraintwhichyourpresentpositionimposesuponyou,andtomarkmysenseofyourfidelityandmanyexcellentqualities,byenablingyoutomarrythisgirlatonce,andtoearnanindependentlivelihoodforyourselfandfamily.Ishallbeproud,Sam,’saidMr.Pickwick,whosevoicehadfalteredalittlehitherto,butnowresumeditscustomarytone,‘proudandhappytomakeyourfutureprospectsinlifemygratefulandpeculiarcare.’

           Therewasaprofoundsilenceforashorttime,andthenSamsaid,inalow,huskysortofvoice,butfirmlywithal

           ‘I’mverymuchobligedtoyouforyourgoodness,Sir,asisonlylikeyourself;butitcan’tbedone.’

           ‘Can’tbedone!’ejaculatedMr.Pickwickinastonishment.

           ‘Samivel!’saidMr.Weller,withdignity.

           ‘Isayitcan’tbedone,’repeatedSaminalouderkey.‘Wot’stobecomeofyou,Sir?’

           ‘Mygoodfellow,’repliedMr.Pickwick,‘therecentchangesamongmyfriendswillaltermymodeoflifeinfuture,entirely;besides,Iamgrowingolder,andwantreposeandquiet.Myrambles,Sam,areover.’

           ‘HowdoIknowthat‘ere,sir?’arguedSam.‘Youthinksonow!S’poseyouwostochangeyourmind,vichisnotunlikely,foryou’vethespirito’five-and-twentyinyoustill,what’udbecomeonyouvithoutme?Itcan’tbedone,Sir,itcan’tbedone.

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