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There
was
a
short
pause
of
commiseration
.
‘
There
’
s
a
barrow
t
’
other
side
the
hedge
,
’
said
the
boy
.
‘
If
the
gentleman
’
s
servant
would
wheel
along
the
paths
,
he
could
keep
nigh
us
,
and
we
could
lift
it
over
the
stiles
,
and
that
.
’
‘
The
wery
thing
,
’
said
Mr
.
Weller
,
who
was
a
party
interested
,
inasmuch
as
he
ardently
longed
to
see
the
sport
.
‘
The
wery
thing
.
Well
said
,
Smallcheek
;
I
’
ll
have
it
out
in
a
minute
.
’
But
here
a
difficulty
arose
.
The
long
gamekeeper
resolutely
protested
against
the
introduction
into
a
shooting
party
,
of
a
gentleman
in
a
barrow
,
as
a
gross
violation
of
all
established
rules
and
precedents
.
It
was
a
great
objection
,
but
not
an
insurmountable
one
.
The
gamekeeper
having
been
coaxed
and
feed
,
and
having
,
moreover
,
eased
his
mind
by
‘
punching
’
the
head
of
the
inventive
youth
who
had
first
suggested
the
use
of
the
machine
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
was
placed
in
it
,
and
off
the
party
set
;
Wardle
and
the
long
gamekeeper
leading
the
way
,
and
Mr
.
Pickwick
in
the
barrow
,
propelled
by
Sam
,
bringing
up
the
rear
.
‘
Stop
,
Sam
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
when
they
had
got
half
across
the
first
field
.
‘
What
’
s
the
matter
now
?
’
said
Wardle
.
‘
I
won
’
t
suffer
this
barrow
to
be
moved
another
step
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
resolutely
,
‘
unless
Winkle
carries
that
gun
of
his
in
a
different
manner
.
’
‘
How
AM
I
to
carry
it
?
’
said
the
wretched
Winkle
.
‘
Carry
it
with
the
muzzle
to
the
ground
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
It
’
s
so
unsportsmanlike
,
’
reasoned
Winkle
.
