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Samuel Weller makes a Pilgrimage to Dorking, and beholds his Mother-in-law

           AndtheybothgroanedattheatrociousconductoftheelderMr.Weller.

           Agreatmanymoreiniquitiesofasimilarnaturemighthavebeendisclosed,onlythetoastbeingalleaten,theteahavinggotveryweak,andSamholdingoutnoindicationsofmeaningtogo,Mr.Stigginssuddenlyrecollectedthathehadamostpressingappointmentwiththeshepherd,andtookhimselfoffaccordingly.

           Thetea-thingshadbeenscarcelyputaway,andthehearthsweptup,whentheLondoncoachdepositedMr.Weller,senior,atthedoor;hislegsdepositedhiminthebar;andhiseyesshowedhimhisson.

           ‘What,Sammy!’exclaimedthefather.

           ‘What,oldNobs!’ejaculatedtheson.Andtheyshookhandsheartily.

           ‘Werygladtoseeyou,Sammy,’saidtheelderMr.Weller,‘thoughhowyou’vemanagedtogetoveryourmother-in-law,isamysterytome.Ionlyvishyou’dwritemeoutthereceipt,that’sall.’

           ‘Hush!’saidSam,‘she’sathome,oldfeller.’‘Sheain’tvithinhearin’,’repliedMr.Weller;‘shealwaysgoesandblowsup,downstairs,foracoupleofhoursartertea;sowe’lljustgiveourselvesadamp,Sammy.’

           Sayingthis,Mr.Wellermixedtwoglassesofspirits-and-water,andproducedacoupleofpipes.Thefatherandsonsittingdownoppositeeachother;Samononesideofthefire,inthehigh-backedchair,andMr.

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