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Showing, among a Variety of pleasant Matters, how majestic and impartial Mr. Nupkins was; and how Mr

           

           ‘Holdyourtongue,sir,’interposedthemagistrate,‘orIshallorderanofficertoremoveyou.’

           ‘Youmayorderyourofficerstodowhateveryouplease,Sir,’saidMr.Pickwick;‘andIhavenodoubt,fromthespecimenIhavehadofthesubordinationpreservedamongstthem,thatwhateveryouorder,theywillexecute,Sir;butIshalltaketheliberty,Sir,ofclaimingmyrighttobeheard,untilIamremovedbyforce.’

           ‘Pickvickandprinciple!’exclaimedMr.Weller,inaveryaudiblevoice.

           ‘Sam,bequiet,’saidMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Dumbasadrumvithaholeinit,Sir,’repliedSam.

           Mr.NupkinslookedatMr.Pickwickwithagazeofintenseastonishment,athisdisplayingsuchunwontedtemerity;andwasapparentlyabouttoreturnaveryangryreply,whenMr.Jinkspulledhimbythesleeve,andwhisperedsomethinginhisear.Tothis,themagistratereturnedahalf-audibleanswer,andthenthewhisperingwasrenewed.Jinkswasevidentlyremonstrating.Atlengththemagistrate,gulpingdown,withaverybadgrace,hisdisinclinationtohearanythingmore,turnedtoMr.Pickwick,andsaidsharply,‘Whatdoyouwanttosay?’

           ‘First,’saidMr.Pickwick,sendingalookthroughhisspectacles,underwhichevenNupkinsquailed,‘first,IwishtoknowwhatIandmyfriendhavebeenbroughtherefor?’

           ‘MustItellhim?’whisperedthemagistratetoJinks.

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