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In which Mr. Pickwick thinks he had better go to Bath; and goes accordingly

           Considerwhatyouowetosociety,anddon’tletyourselfbeinjuredbytoomuchwork.Forthesakeo’yourfeller-creeturs,keepyourselfasquietasyoucan;onlythinkwhatalossyouwouldbe!’Withthesepatheticwords,SamWellerdeparted.

           ‘Averysingularyoungmanthat,’saidthepowdered-headedfootman,lookingafterMr.Weller,withacountenancewhichclearlyshowedhecouldmakenothingofhim.

           Samsaidnothingatall.Hewinked,shookhishead,smiled,winkedagain;and,withanexpressionofcountenancewhichseemedtodenotethathewasgreatlyamusedwithsomethingorother,walkedmerrilyaway.

           Atpreciselytwentyminutesbeforeeighto’clockthatnight,AngeloCyrusBantam,Esq.,theMasteroftheCeremonies,emergedfromhischariotatthedooroftheAssemblyRoomsinthesamewig,thesameteeth,thesameeye-glass,thesamewatchandseals,thesamerings,thesameshirt-pin,andthesamecane.Theonlyobservablealterationsinhisappearancewere,thatheworeabrighterbluecoat,withawhitesilklining,blacktights,blacksilkstockings,andpumps,andawhitewaistcoat,andwas,ifpossible,justathoughtmorescented.

           Thusattired,theMasteroftheCeremonies,instrictdischargeoftheimportantdutiesofhisall-importantoffice,plantedhimselfintheroomtoreceivethecompany.

           Bathbeingfull,thecompany,andthesixpencesfortea,pouredin,inshoals.

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