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Chapter 43

           ‘Iwouldn’tabasemyselfbydescendingtoholdnoconversationwithhim’repliedtheDodger.

           ‘Haveyouanythingtosayatall?’

           ‘Doyouhearhisworshipaskifyou’veanythingtosay?’inquiredthejailer,nudgingthesilentDodgerwithhiselbow.

           ‘Ibegyourpardon,’saidtheDodger,lookingupwithanairofabstraction.‘Didyouredressyourselftome,myman?’

           ‘Ineverseesuchanout-and-outyoungwagabond,yourworship,’observedtheofficerwithagrin.‘Doyoumeantosayanything,youyoungshaver?’

           ‘No,’repliedtheDodger,‘nothere,forthisain’ttheshopforjustice:besideswhich,myattorneyisa-breakfastingthismorningwiththeWicePresidentoftheHouseofCommons;butIshallhavesomethingtosayelsewhere,andsowillhe,andsowillawerynumerousand‘spectablecircleofacquaintanceas’llmakethembeakswishthey’dneverbeenborn,orthatthey’dgottheirfootmentohang’emuptotheirownhat-pegs,aforetheylet’emcomeoutthismorningtotryitonuponme.I’ll

           ‘There!He’sfullycommitted!’interposedtheclerk.‘Takehimaway.

           ‘Comeon,’saidthejailer.

           ‘Ohah!I’llcomeon,’repliedtheDodger,brushinghishatwiththepalmofhishand.‘Ah!(totheBench)it’snouseyourlookingfrightened;Iwon’tshowyounomercy,notaha’porthofit.YOU’LLpayforthis,myfinefellers.Iwouldn’tbeyouforsomething!Iwouldn’tgofree,now,ifyouwastofalldownonyourkneesandaskme

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