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Mr. Samuel Weller, being intrusted with a Mission of Love, proceeds to execute it; with what Success

           Wellerwasagentlemanofgreatgallantryinhisownway,andhenosoonerremarkedthiscircumstancethanhehastilyrosefromthelargestone,andadvancedtowardsher.

           ‘Mydear,’saidSam,slidingupwithanairofgreatrespect,‘you’llspilethatweryprettyfigureouto’allperportionifyoushakethemcarpetsbyyourself.Letmehelpyou.’

           Theyounglady,whohadbeencoylyaffectingnottoknowthatagentlemanwassonear,turnedroundasSamspokenodoubt(indeedshesaidso,afterwards)todeclinethisofferfromaperfectstrangerwheninsteadofspeaking,shestartedback,andutteredahalf-suppressedscream.Samwasscarcelylessstaggered,forinthecountenanceofthewell-shapedfemaleservant,hebeheldtheveryfeaturesofhisvalentine,theprettyhousemaidfromMr.Nupkins’s.

           ‘Wy,Mary,mydear!’saidSam.

           ‘Lauk,Mr.Weller,’saidMary,‘howyoudofrightenone!’

           Sammadenoverbalanswertothiscomplaint,norcanwepreciselysaywhatreplyhedidmake.WemerelyknowthatafterashortpauseMarysaid,‘Lor,doadun,Mr.Weller!’andthathishathadfallenoffafewmomentsbeforefrombothofwhichtokensweshouldbedisposedtoinferthatonekiss,ormore,hadpassedbetweentheparties.

           ‘Why,howdidyoucomehere?’saidMary,whentheconversationtowhichthisinterruptionhadbeenoffered,wasresumed.

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