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‘
Stay
,
sir
,
stay
,
’
interposed
Dodson
,
with
great
politeness
.
‘
Mr
.
Jackson
!
Mr
.
Wicks
!
’
‘
Sir
,
’
said
the
two
clerks
,
appearing
at
the
bottom
of
the
stairs
.
‘
I
merely
want
you
to
hear
what
this
gentleman
says
,
’
replied
Dodson
.
‘
Pray
,
go
on
,
sir
—
disgraceful
and
rascally
proceedings
,
I
think
you
said
?
’
‘
I
did
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
thoroughly
roused
.
‘
I
said
,
Sir
,
that
of
all
the
disgraceful
and
rascally
proceedings
that
ever
were
attempted
,
this
is
the
most
so
.
I
repeat
it
,
sir
.
’
‘
You
hear
that
,
Mr
.
Wicks
,
’
said
Dodson
.
‘
You
won
’
t
forget
these
expressions
,
Mr
.
Jackson
?
’
said
Fogg
.
‘
Perhaps
you
would
like
to
call
us
swindlers
,
sir
,
’
said
Dodson
.
‘
Pray
do
,
Sir
,
if
you
feel
disposed
;
now
pray
do
,
Sir
.
’
‘
I
do
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
You
ARE
swindlers
.
’
‘
Very
good
,
’
said
Dodson
.
‘
You
can
hear
down
there
,
I
hope
,
Mr
.
Wicks
?
’
‘
Oh
,
yes
,
Sir
,
’
said
Wicks
.
