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Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
knife
and
fork
fell
from
his
hand
.
He
stared
across
the
table
at
Mr
.
Tupman
,
who
had
dropped
his
knife
and
fork
,
and
was
looking
as
if
he
were
about
to
sink
into
the
ground
without
further
notice
.
‘
Ah
!
’
cried
the
voice
,
as
its
owner
pushed
his
way
among
the
last
five
-
and
-
twenty
Turks
,
officers
,
cavaliers
,
and
Charles
the
Seconds
,
that
remained
between
him
and
the
table
,
‘
regular
mangle
—
Baker
’
s
patent
—
not
a
crease
in
my
coat
,
after
all
this
squeezing
—
might
have
"
got
up
my
linen
"
as
I
came
along
—
ha
!
ha
!
not
a
bad
idea
,
that
—
queer
thing
to
have
it
mangled
when
it
’
s
upon
one
,
though
—
trying
process
—
very
.
’
With
these
broken
words
,
a
young
man
dressed
as
a
naval
officer
made
his
way
up
to
the
table
,
and
presented
to
the
astonished
Pickwickians
the
identical
form
and
features
of
Mr
.
Alfred
Jingle
.
The
offender
had
barely
time
to
take
Mrs
.
Leo
Hunter
’
s
proffered
hand
,
when
his
eyes
encountered
the
indignant
orbs
of
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Hollo
!
’
said
Jingle
.
‘
Quite
forgot
—
no
directions
to
postillion
—
give
’
em
at
once
—
back
in
a
minute
.
’
‘
The
servant
,
or
Mr
.
Hunter
will
do
it
in
a
moment
,
Mr
.
Fitz
–
Marshall
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Leo
Hunter
.
‘
No
,
no
—
I
’
ll
do
it
—
shan
’
t
be
long
—
back
in
no
time
,
’
replied
Jingle
.
With
these
words
he
disappeared
among
the
crowd
.
‘
Will
you
allow
me
to
ask
you
,
ma
’
am
,
’
said
the
excited
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
rising
from
his
seat
,
‘
who
that
young
man
is
,
and
where
he
resides
?
’
‘
He
is
a
gentleman
of
fortune
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Leo
Hunter
,
‘
to
whom
I
very
much
want
to
introduce
you
.
The
count
will
be
delighted
with
him
.
’
‘
Yes
,
yes
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
hastily
.
‘
His
residence
—
’
