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‘
I
shouldn
’
t
wonder
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
looking
at
the
old
woman
,
whose
appearance
,
as
well
as
the
condition
of
the
office
,
which
she
had
by
this
time
opened
,
indicated
a
rooted
antipathy
to
the
application
of
soap
and
water
;
‘
do
you
know
where
I
can
find
Mr
.
Perker
,
my
good
woman
?
’
‘
No
,
I
don
’
t
,
’
replied
the
old
woman
gruffly
;
‘
he
’
s
out
o
’
town
now
.
’
‘
That
’
s
unfortunate
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
where
’
s
his
clerk
?
Do
you
know
?
’
‘
Yes
,
I
know
where
he
is
,
but
he
won
’
t
thank
me
for
telling
you
,
’
replied
the
laundress
.
‘
I
have
very
particular
business
with
him
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Won
’
t
it
do
in
the
morning
?
’
said
the
woman
.
‘
Not
so
well
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Well
,
’
said
the
old
woman
,
‘
if
it
was
anything
very
particular
,
I
was
to
say
where
he
was
,
so
I
suppose
there
’
s
no
harm
in
telling
.
If
you
just
go
to
the
Magpie
and
Stump
,
and
ask
at
the
bar
for
Mr
.
Lowten
,
they
’
ll
show
you
in
to
him
,
and
he
’
s
Mr
.
Perker
’
s
clerk
.
’
With
this
direction
,
and
having
been
furthermore
informed
that
the
hostelry
in
question
was
situated
in
a
court
,
happy
in
the
double
advantage
of
being
in
the
vicinity
of
Clare
Market
,
and
closely
approximating
to
the
back
of
New
Inn
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
Sam
descended
the
rickety
staircase
in
safety
,
and
issued
forth
in
quest
of
the
Magpie
and
Stump
.
This
favoured
tavern
,
sacred
to
the
evening
orgies
of
Mr
.
Lowten
and
his
companions
,
was
what
ordinary
people
would
designate
a
public
-
house
.
That
the
landlord
was
a
man
of
money
–
making
turn
was
sufficiently
testified
by
the
fact
of
a
small
bulkhead
beneath
the
tap
-
room
window
,
in
size
and
shape
not
unlike
a
sedan
-
chair
,
being
underlet
to
a
mender
of
shoes
:
and
that
he
was
a
being
of
a
philanthropic
mind
was
evident
from
the
protection
he
afforded
to
a
pieman
,
who
vended
his
delicacies
without
fear
of
interruption
,
on
the
very
door
-
step
.
In
the
lower
windows
,
which
were
decorated
with
curtains
of
a
saffron
hue
,
dangled
two
or
three
printed
cards
,
bearing
reference
to
Devonshire
cider
and
Dantzic
spruce
,
while
a
large
blackboard
,
announcing
in
white
letters
to
an
enlightened
public
,
that
there
were
500
,
000
barrels
of
double
stout
in
the
cellars
of
the
establishment
,
left
the
mind
in
a
state
of
not
unpleasing
doubt
and
uncertainty
as
to
the
precise
direction
in
the
bowels
of
the
earth
,
in
which
this
mighty
cavern
might
be
supposed
to
extend
.
