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Chapter 43

           Dawkins,who,shufflingintotheofficewiththebigcoatsleevestuckedupasusual,hislefthandinhispocket,andhishatinhisrighthand,precededthejailer,witharollinggaitaltogetherindescribable,and,takinghisplaceinthedock,requestedinanaudiblevoicetoknowwhathewasplacedinthat‘eredisgracefulsitivationfor.

           ‘Holdyourtongue,willyou?’saidthejailer.

           ‘I’manEnglishman,ain’tI?’rejoinedtheDodger.‘Wherearemypriwileges?’

           ‘You’llgetyourprivilegessoonenough,’retortedthejailer,‘andpepperwith’em.

           ‘We’llseewottheSecretaryofStatefortheHomeAffairshasgottosaytothebeaks,ifIdon’t,’repliedMr.Dawkins.‘Nowthen!Wotisthisherebusiness?Ishallthankthemadg’stratestodisposeofthisherelittleaffair,andnottokeepmewhiletheyreadthepaper,forI’vegotanappointmentwithagenelmanintheCity,andasIamamanofmywordandwerypunctualinbusinessmatters,he’llgoawayifIain’ttheretomytime,andthenpr’apstherwon’tbeanactionfordamageagainstthemaskepmeaway.Ohno,certainlynot!’

           Atthispoint,theDodger,withashowofbeingveryparticularwithaviewtoproceedingstobehadthereafter,desiredthejailertocommunicate‘thenamesofthemtwofilesaswasonthebench.Whichsotickledthespectators,thattheylaughedalmostasheartilyasMasterBatescouldhavedoneifhehadheardtherequest.

           ‘Silencethere!’criedthejailer.

           ‘Whatisthis?’inquiredoneofthemagistrates.

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