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How Mr. Winkle, when he stepped out of the Frying-pan, walked gently and comfortably into the Fire

           BenAllenbeingaccommodatedwithafunnelwithacorkinthenarrowend,andBobSawyercontentedhimselfwithoneofthosewide-lippedcrystalvesselsinscribedwithavarietyofcabalisticcharacters,inwhichchemistsarewonttomeasureouttheirliquiddrugsincompoundingprescriptions.Thesepreliminariesadjusted,thepunchwastasted,andpronouncedexcellent;andithavingbeenarrangedthatBobSawyerandBenAllenshouldbeconsideredatlibertytofilltwicetoMr.Winkle’sonce,theystartedfair,withgreatsatisfactionandgood-fellowship.

           Therewasnosinging,becauseMr.BobSawyersaiditwouldn’tlookprofessional;buttomakeamendsforthisdeprivationtherewassomuchtalkingandlaughingthatitmighthavebeenheard,andverylikelywas,attheendofthestreet.WhichconversationmateriallylightenedthehoursandimprovedthemindofMr.BobSawyer’sboy,who,insteadofdevotingtheeveningtohisordinaryoccupationofwritinghisnameonthecounter,andrubbingitoutagain,peepedthroughtheglassdoor,andthuslistenedandlookedonatthesametime.

           ThemirthofMr.BobSawyerwasrapidlyripeningintothefurious,Mr.BenAllenwasfastrelapsingintothesentimental,andthepunchhadwell-nighdisappearedaltogether,whentheboyhastilyrunningin,announcedthatayoungwomanhadjustcomeover,tosaythatSawyerlateNockemorfwaswanteddirectly,acoupleofstreetsoff.Thisbrokeuptheparty.Mr.

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