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Showing how Mr. Samuel Weller got into Difficulties

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           ‘Didhesaythat?’inquiredMr.Weller.

           ‘Hedid,’repliedPell.

           ‘Vell,then,’saidMr.Weller,‘IsayParliamentoughttoha’tookitup;andifhe’dbeenapoorman,theywouldha’doneit.’

           ‘But,mydearfriend,’arguedMr.Pell,‘itwasinconfidence.’

           ‘Inwhat?’saidMr.Weller.

           ‘Inconfidence.’

           ‘Oh!werygood,’repliedMr.Weller,afteralittlereflection.‘Ifhedamnedhisselfinconfidence,o’coursethatwasanotherthing.’

           ‘Ofcourseitwas,’saidMr.Pell.‘Thedistinction’sobvious,youwillperceive.’

           ‘Altersthecaseentirely,’saidMr.Weller.‘Goon,Sir.’‘No,Iwillnotgoon,Sir,’saidMr.Pell,inalowandserioustone.‘Youhaveremindedme,Sir,thatthisconversationwasprivateprivateandconfidential,gentlemen.Gentlemen,Iamaprofessionalman.ItmaybethatIamagooddeallookedupto,inmyprofessionitmaybethatIamnot.Mostpeopleknow.Isaynothing.Observationshavealreadybeenmade,inthisroom,injurioustothereputationofmynoblefriend.Youwillexcuseme,gentlemen;Iwasimprudent.IfeelthatIhavenorighttomentionthismatterwithouthisconcurrence.Thankyou,Sir;thankyou.’Thusdeliveringhimself,Mr.Pellthrusthishandsintohispockets,and,frowninggrimlyaround,rattledthreehalfpencewithterribledetermination.

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