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Honourably accounts for Mr. Weller’s Absence, by describing a Soiree to which he was invited and wen

           JohnSmauker,withanairofsublimeprotection‘youknow,asyou’reastranger,perhaps,they’llberatherharduponyouatfirst.’

           ‘Theywon’tbewerycruel,though,willthey?’inquiredSam.

           ‘No,no,’repliedMr.JohnSmauker,pullingforththefox’shead,andtakingagentlemanlypinch.‘Therearesomefunnydogsamongus,andtheywillhavetheirjoke,youknow;butyoumustn’tmind’em,youmustn’tmind’em.’

           ‘I’lltryandbearupaginsuchareg’larknockdowno’talent,’repliedSam.

           ‘That’sright,’saidMr.JohnSmauker,puttingforthhisfox’shead,andelevatinghisown;‘I’llstandbyyou.’

           Bythistimetheyhadreachedasmallgreengrocer’sshop,whichMr.JohnSmaukerentered,followedbySam,who,themomenthegotbehindhim,relapsedintoaseriesoftheverybroadestandmostunmitigatedgrins,andmanifestedotherdemonstrationsofbeinginahighlyenviablestateofinwardmerriment.

           Crossingthegreengrocer’sshop,andputtingtheirhatsonthestairsinthelittlepassagebehindit,theywalkedintoasmallparlour;andherethefullsplendourofthesceneburstuponMr.Weller’sview.

           Acoupleoftableswereputtogetherinthemiddleoftheparlour,coveredwiththreeorfourclothsofdifferentagesanddatesofwashing,arrangedtolookasmuchlikeoneasthecircumstancesofthecasewouldallow.

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