Pickwick Abroad: or, The Tour in France — page 106: what you’re looking at

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Pickwick Abroad. 73 Waiter!” exclaimed Mr. Pickwick, when that functionary made his ap nce. ‘* Waiter,” added the great man, turning himself round in his chair, and vainly endeavouring to compose those feelings that were labouring under a strange state of excitement. ‘“*Sir,” said the waiter. ‘‘ Bring me a glass of soda-water, waiter,” ejaculated Mr. Pickwick, “‘ And—waiter !—Let there be a dash of brandy in it—do you hear?” The waiter bowed obedience, and disappeared. ‘“‘ Thank God it is nothing else!’’ said Mr. Winkle, to Mr. Tupman. ‘“‘ The bears is gone, Sir,” said Mr. Weller, returning from the win- dow, whence he had been gazing into the street; ‘‘ and I think they’re a-goin’ to the king’s pallisin the Tooleries, to amuse the royal childer, Shall I tell Mosseer Cally to valk up now, Sir?’ Mr. Pickwick nodded assent, and Sam departed to execute his com- mission, muttering as he descended the stairs, ‘‘ Vell! here 7s a ng! I’m blowed if the gov’nor don’t get e-wangelical as he grows older. Ven vill he be vide avake?” | By the time Mr. Weller had made these reflections, he arrived at the office in which M. Cailliez usually sate to receive the cash of those of his customers who could pay their bills, and the excuses of those who could not. ‘¢ Mas’er vants you di-rectly, Sir,” said Mr. Weller to Madame Meurice’s deputy. ‘* My compliments to your master, youn man,’ returned M. Cail- liez, *‘ and I am very sorry he should have been put to any annoyance last night or this morning, in my hotel. Now that his friend, whom I shrewdly suspect to have been at the bottom of all the mischief, is removed to the Hotel d’ Angleterre—” (as the debtors’ prison in Paris is facetiously and not improperly denominated)—“ I hope your master will honour me by staying as long as he likes; and every apology he may require for any rudeness on my part, I am willing to tender. *‘ An’ wery creditable to you to say so, too,” remarked Mr. Weller. “ll try and recollect your insinivating message, an’ ain’t got no doubt but that it vill be found say-tisfactory, as the serwant said to the lady ven she swore she vouldn’t go back to her husband.” r. Weller accordingly returned to his master, who had just im- bibed the soda-water and brandy. The apology was duly delivered, and, on the suggestion of Mr. Tupman, with the consent of Mr. Winkle, and the expressed indifference of Mr. Boozie, it was resolved that the quarters should not be shifted, provided M. Cailliez would enter into his own recognizances to guarantee Mr. Pickwick from another “‘toeing.” Matters were thus amicably settled; and a light luncheon, consisting of two removes of hot meats and three bottles of claret, was immediately discussed for the benefit of the eaters as well as of the purveyors of the luxurious food. Mr. Pickwick then wrote a letter to “‘ Anthony Stickemin, tailor, Regent Street, London”—and another to ‘‘ Michael Nagsflesh, livery-stable-keeper, Bond Street” — in which he proposed certain arrangements for the purpose of extrica- ting Mr. Crashem from his difficulties, and restoring so invaluable a friend to the circle of his acquaintances. These epistles were duly sealed and despatched to the post-office; and Mr. Pickwick intimated to Mr. Winkle that he was ready to accompany him to the residence of the English merchants with whom the said Mr. Winkle was desirous COL q) DGe SS (c@