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Mr. Weller the elder delivers some Critical Sentiments respecting Literary Composition; and, assiste

           

           ‘HimasdrivesaIpswichcoach,andusesourparlour,’rejoinedtheboy.‘Hetoldmeyesterdaymornin’tocometotheGeorgeandWulturthisarternoon,andaskforSam.’

           ‘It’smyfather,mydear,’saidMr.Weller,turningwithanexplanatoryairtotheyoungladyinthebar;‘blessedifIthinkhehardlyknowswotmyothernameis.Well,youngbrockileysprout,wotthen?’

           ‘Whythen,’saidtheboy,‘youwastocometohimatsixo’clocktoour‘ouse,‘coshewantstoseeyouBlueBoar,Leaden’allMarkit.ShallIsayyou’recomin’?’

           ‘Youmaywentureonthat‘erestatement,Sir,’repliedSam.Andthusempowered,theyounggentlemanwalkedaway,awakeningalltheechoesinGeorgeYardashedidso,withseveralchasteandextremelycorrectimitationsofadrover’swhistle,deliveredinatoneofpeculiarrichnessandvolume.

           Mr.WellerhavingobtainedleaveofabsencefromMr.Pickwick,who,inhisthenstateofexcitementandworry,wasbynomeansdispleasedatbeingleftalone,setforth,longbeforetheappointedhour,andhavingplentyoftimeathisdisposal,sauntereddownasfarastheMansionHouse,wherehepausedandcontemplated,withafaceofgreatcalmnessandphilosophy,thenumerouscadsanddriversofshortstageswhoassemblenearthatfamousplaceofresort,tothegreatterrorandconfusionoftheold-ladypopulationoftheserealms.Havingloiteredhere,forhalfanhourorso,Mr.

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