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Showing how Dodson and Fogg were Men of Business, and their Clerks Men of pleasure; and how an affec

           Pickwickdidnotquiteunderstandthelastitemofdescription,but,comprehendingthefirst,said‘Yes,’ataventure.

           ‘T’other’sablack-hairedchapinmulberrylivery,withawerylargehead?’

           ‘Yes,yes,heis,’saidMr.PickwickandSam,withgreatearnestness.‘ThenIknowwheretheyare,andthat’sallaboutit,’saidMr.Weller;‘they’reatIpswich,safeenough,themtwo.’

           ‘No!’saidMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Fact,’saidMr.Weller,‘andI’lltellyouhowIknowit.IworkanIpswichcoachnowandthenforafriendo’mine.Iworkeddownthewerydayarterthenightasyoucaughttherheumatic,andattheBlackBoyatChelmsfordtheweryplacethey’dcometoItook’emup,rightthroughtoIpswich,wheretheman-servanthiminthemulberriestoldmetheywasa-goin’toputupforalongtime.’

           ‘I’llfollowhim,’saidMr.Pickwick;‘wemayaswellseeIpswichasanyotherplace.I’llfollowhim.’

           ‘You’requitecertainitwasthem,governor?’inquiredMr.Weller,junior.

           ‘Quite,Sammy,quite,’repliedhisfather,‘fortheirappearanceiswerysing’ler;besidesthat‘ere,Iwonderedtoseethegen’l’m’nsoformiliarwithhisservant;and,morethanthat,astheysatinthefront,rightbehindthebox,Iheerd’emlaughingandsayinghowthey’ddoneoldFireworks.’

           ‘Oldwho?’saidMr.Pickwick.

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