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‘
T
’
other
’
s
a
black
-
haired
chap
in
mulberry
livery
,
with
a
wery
large
head
?
’
‘
Yes
,
yes
,
he
is
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
Sam
,
with
great
earnestness
.
‘
Then
I
know
where
they
are
,
and
that
’
s
all
about
it
,
’
said
Mr
.
Weller
;
‘
they
’
re
at
Ipswich
,
safe
enough
,
them
two
.
’
‘
No
!
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Fact
,
’
said
Mr
.
Weller
,
‘
and
I
’
ll
tell
you
how
I
know
it
.
I
work
an
Ipswich
coach
now
and
then
for
a
friend
o
’
mine
.
I
worked
down
the
wery
day
arter
the
night
as
you
caught
the
rheumatic
,
and
at
the
Black
Boy
at
Chelmsford
—
the
wery
place
they
’
d
come
to
—
I
took
’
em
up
,
right
through
to
Ipswich
,
where
the
man
-
servant
—
him
in
the
mulberries
—
told
me
they
was
a
-
goin
’
to
put
up
for
a
long
time
.
’
‘
I
’
ll
follow
him
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
we
may
as
well
see
Ipswich
as
any
other
place
.
I
’
ll
follow
him
.
’
‘
You
’
re
quite
certain
it
was
them
,
governor
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Weller
,
junior
.
‘
Quite
,
Sammy
,
quite
,
’
replied
his
father
,
‘
for
their
appearance
is
wery
sing
’
ler
;
besides
that
‘
ere
,
I
wondered
to
see
the
gen
’
l
’
m
’
n
so
formiliar
with
his
servant
;
and
,
more
than
that
,
as
they
sat
in
the
front
,
right
behind
the
box
,
I
heerd
’
em
laughing
and
saying
how
they
’
d
done
old
Fireworks
.
’
‘
Old
who
?
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Old
Fireworks
,
Sir
;
by
which
,
I
’
ve
no
doubt
,
they
meant
you
,
Sir
.
’
There
is
nothing
positively
vile
or
atrocious
in
the
appellation
of
‘
old
Fireworks
,
’
but
still
it
is
by
no
means
a
respectful
or
flattering
designation
.
The
recollection
of
all
the
wrongs
he
had
sustained
at
Jingle
’
s
hands
,
had
crowded
on
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
mind
,
the
moment
Mr
.
Weller
began
to
speak
;
it
wanted
but
a
feather
to
turn
the
scale
,
and
‘
old
Fireworks
’
did
it
.
‘
I
’
ll
follow
him
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
with
an
emphatic
blow
on
the
table
.
