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‘
Sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
somewhat
indignant
at
the
very
sudden
manner
in
which
Mr
.
Peter
Magnus
had
conjugated
himself
into
the
imperative
mood
,
‘
I
decline
answering
that
question
.
’
‘
You
decline
it
,
Sir
?
’
said
Mr
.
Magnus
.
‘
I
do
,
Sir
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
I
object
to
say
anything
which
may
compromise
that
lady
,
or
awaken
unpleasant
recollections
in
her
breast
,
without
her
consent
and
permission
.
’
‘
Miss
Witherfield
,
’
said
Mr
.
Peter
Magnus
,
‘
do
you
know
this
person
?
’
‘
Know
him
!
’
repeated
the
middle
-
aged
lady
,
hesitating
.
‘
Yes
,
know
him
,
ma
’
am
;
I
said
know
him
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Magnus
,
with
ferocity
.
‘
I
have
seen
him
,
’
replied
the
middle
-
aged
lady
.
‘
Where
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Magnus
,
‘
where
?
’
‘
That
,
’
said
the
middle
-
aged
lady
,
rising
from
her
seat
,
and
averting
her
head
—
‘
that
I
would
not
reveal
for
worlds
.
’
