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‘
Sir
!
’
said
the
doctor
,
in
an
awful
voice
,
producing
a
card
,
and
retiring
into
an
angle
of
the
passage
,
‘
my
name
is
Slammer
,
Doctor
Slammer
,
sir
—
97th
Regiment
—
Chatham
Barracks
—
my
card
,
Sir
,
my
card
.
’
He
would
have
added
more
,
but
his
indignation
choked
him
.
‘
Ah
!
’
replied
the
stranger
coolly
,
‘
Slammer
—
much
obliged
—
polite
attention
—
not
ill
now
,
Slammer
—
but
when
I
am
—
knock
you
up
.
’
‘
You
—
you
’
re
a
shuffler
,
sir
,
’
gasped
the
furious
doctor
,
‘
a
poltroon
—
a
coward
—
a
liar
—
a
—
a
—
will
nothing
induce
you
to
give
me
your
card
,
sir
!
’
‘
Oh
!
I
see
,
’
said
the
stranger
,
half
aside
,
‘
negus
too
strong
here
—
liberal
landlord
—
very
foolish
—
very
—
lemonade
much
better
—
hot
rooms
—
elderly
gentlemen
—
suffer
for
it
in
the
morning
—
cruel
—
cruel
;
’
and
he
moved
on
a
step
or
two
.
‘
You
are
stopping
in
this
house
,
Sir
,
’
said
the
indignant
little
man
;
‘
you
are
intoxicated
now
,
Sir
;
you
shall
hear
from
me
in
the
morning
,
sir
.
I
shall
find
you
out
,
sir
;
I
shall
find
you
out
.
’
‘
Rather
you
found
me
out
than
found
me
at
home
,
’
replied
the
unmoved
stranger
.
Doctor
Slammer
looked
unutterable
ferocity
,
as
he
fixed
his
hat
on
his
head
with
an
indignant
knock
;
and
the
stranger
and
Mr
.
Tupman
ascended
to
the
bedroom
of
the
latter
to
restore
the
borrowed
plumage
to
the
unconscious
Winkle
.
That
gentleman
was
fast
asleep
;
the
restoration
was
soon
made
.
The
stranger
was
extremely
jocose
;
and
Mr
.
Tracy
Tupman
,
being
quite
bewildered
with
wine
,
negus
,
lights
,
and
ladies
,
thought
the
whole
affair
was
an
exquisite
joke
.
His
new
friend
departed
;
and
,
after
experiencing
some
slight
difficulty
in
finding
the
orifice
in
his
nightcap
,
originally
intended
for
the
reception
of
his
head
,
and
finally
overturning
his
candlestick
in
his
struggles
to
put
it
on
,
Mr
.
Tracy
Tupman
managed
to
get
into
bed
by
a
series
of
complicated
evolutions
,
and
shortly
afterwards
sank
into
repose
.
Seven
o
’
clock
had
hardly
ceased
striking
on
the
following
morning
,
when
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
comprehensive
mind
was
aroused
from
the
state
of
unconsciousness
,
in
which
slumber
had
plunged
it
,
by
a
loud
knocking
at
his
chamber
door
.
‘
Who
’
s
there
?
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
starting
up
in
bed
.
‘
Boots
,
sir
.
’
