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¥ ee ‘ % Wu & 4 . e * ry i & . 18° , PICKWICK ABROAD, a . , * , . liberally expressed his determination, of | glance, that, se ed. the Very assertion ot seeing that they were not rappeaee upon. conscious freedom, on his great leader, wh i e ie sighed, drew near the fire, and did ot \; j.venture another ‘observation. r, Winkle. % CHAPTER IV." was determined to ‘have his revenge ; and. A. very short chapter indeed. —Mr. Bierce in- | Mr. Crashe he most “ge i Ke and — Ry structs Mr. Winkle in a cheap an innocent paar ‘manner, hegre ° he. FE morning’s amusement. hi 44 ishegih he | a e « Karly the next morning, Mr. Pickwick ® « How * ou “take “the dice ap” . | summoned his ever’ faithful valet, and by that interesting young, gen Hleman’s assist- ance, was soon converted into his usual gentlemanly ensemble, He then descended from his chamber, so as to be ready at a, moment’s notice fai breakfast. Mr, Pickwick’syhand was purposely placed in contact with the handle of the door of the coffee-room; and having dismissed _his domestic for the moment, he was about to enter the room, when the sounds of voices fell loudly on his ear. S: “Seven’s the main—spin *em, if you hke- nine it is!” cried Mr. Adolpiys Crashem, while a strange rattling of something that resembled dice was very plainly heard by the astonished Mr. Pickwick, who, without ~ any farther hesitation, flung open the door, ™ 08. and walked hastily into ‘the coffee- -room, where a singular spectacle met his eyes. Mr. Winkle was seated at one corner of the table, looking the very picture of misery and discontent : while Mr. Adolphus Crash- | em was flourishing a dice-box in his right hand, and tenaciously holding a heap of bank-notes in his left. Mr. Crashem was not seated: he was leaning in a peculiarly interesting attitude over the table, and pre- paring to throw once more, as Mr. Pickwick entered the apartment. “Good morning, my dear Sir—good morning,” eried Mr, Crashem, with the most. unblushing effrontery, as the great man. made his appearance. “Hard at work, you see—must get up early to do business—ch, Winkle ?’—and Mr, Crashem was imme- diately convulsed with laughter. “It is rather early, Winkle!” observed Mr. Pickwick, with a frown; “and ‘in a publi és ni Ne: ig in France, my dear fellow,” inter- rupted Mr. Adolphus Crashem, “’tis all the go. Perhaps you would like to throw yourself, Confound it, don’t refuse, | now: Ill set you a quid with pleasure. Shall we say-a quid by way of a start ?” “No—no! I must have have al ay revenge!” | exclaimed Mr. Winkle, casting a republican " obseryed Mr, Winkle to Mr. Crashem, who who was preparing to “haye another. shy, as he beautifully expressed. Rips? f inthe | figurative language of the peor “Wh makes you, squeeze your ‘fingers so close together ae “That’s the genteel . that is,” x ! swered Mr. Orashem, glancing slyly at Mr. Pickwick, and re calling to his mind the word that denotes the color of the leaves aid the’ grass in the middle eae: % ! th Pe “Seven—eight—eight to seven seigh —that makes anoth ther five "and Mr. Win- kle immediately con be 4 Mr.” gestern: keeping a five-p Eng Sand note, — whi that etnias received with a cer- tain twinkling of the eye that denoted | any thing but infelicity. “T must try and get up my play a little,” cried Mr. Winkle, with a ver y long face. p< Tis wy an age since I handled the dice-box.” a * Bs “T never saw you do so before,” observed Mr, Pickwick ; “and.I hope that—” Posterity will forever remain ghee, of the intended conclusion of Mr. Pickwick’s speech ; for at’ the very. critical moment when he left off, the waiter entered with » the breakfast things, > ae put an ere ’ to the play as well.as to Mr. Adolph us Crashem’s certainty of gain—for such a | ‘word as chance in the matter would be totally misplaced—to the intense delight of Mr. Pickwick, and the especial sorrow ©: Miss Grinwell’s betrothed, who. comer ' particularly de esirous of adding another fifty pounds to the ten five-pound notenshe had alreac Ly acquired. Mr. Tupman speedily » made his appearance, and the adventures of Mr. Weller became the immediate topic oe ay ty 1 \) y , Be conyersation. ‘t a ee: ne . ' & aft CHAPTER Y. Py “The travellers commence their Fre neh tous ~The interior of a diligence.—A table d hote, at which — an extraordinary degree of piety is manifes iad da Mr, Pickwick. THE sionistaneni of the e waiter w wis Fiat : a er. * Bs ual Comnpicboolks.cotin™