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The Emigrants

           

           ‘Andthatweshalldo,’saidI,‘besure!’

           ‘Untilthen,anduntilweareatsea,’observedMr.Micawber,withaglanceofintelligenceatme,‘Mr.Peggottyandmyselfwillconstantlykeepadoublelook-outtogether,onourgoodsandchattels.Emma,mylove,’saidMr.Micawber,clearinghisthroatinhismagnificentway,‘myfriendMr.ThomasTraddlesissoobligingastosolicit,inmyear,thatheshouldhavetheprivilegeoforderingtheingredientsnecessarytothecompositionofamoderateportionofthatBeveragewhichispeculiarlyassociated,inourminds,withtheRoastBeefofOldEngland.Ialludetoinshort,Punch.Underordinarycircumstances,IshouldscrupletoentreattheindulgenceofMissTrotwoodandMissWickfield,but-’

           ‘Icanonlysayformyself,’saidmyaunt,‘thatIwilldrinkallhappinessandsuccesstoyou,Mr.Micawber,withtheutmostpleasure.’

           ‘AndItoo!’saidAgnes,withasmile.

           Mr.Micawberimmediatelydescendedtothebar,whereheappearedtobequiteathome;andinduetimereturnedwithasteamingjug.Icouldnotbutobservethathehadbeenpeelingthelemonswithhisownclasp-knife,which,asbecametheknifeofapracticalsettler,wasaboutafootlong;andwhichhewiped,notwhollywithoutostentation,onthesleeveofhiscoat.Mrs.

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