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‘
You
may
see
something
very
comical
in
this
information
,
Sir
—
but
I
can
tell
you
this
,
Mr
.
Jinks
,
that
you
have
very
little
to
laugh
at
,
’
said
the
magistrate
.
The
hungry
-
looking
Jinks
sighed
,
as
if
he
were
quite
aware
of
the
fact
of
his
having
very
little
indeed
to
be
merry
about
;
and
,
being
ordered
to
take
the
lady
’
s
information
,
shambled
to
a
seat
,
and
proceeded
to
write
it
down
.
‘
This
man
,
Pickwick
,
is
the
principal
,
I
understand
?
’
said
the
magistrate
,
when
the
statement
was
finished
.
‘
He
is
,
’
said
the
middle
-
aged
lady
.
‘
And
the
other
rioter
—
what
’
s
his
name
,
Mr
.
Jinks
?
’
‘
Tupman
,
Sir
.
’
‘
Tupman
is
the
second
?
’
‘
Yes
.
’
‘
The
other
principal
,
you
say
,
has
absconded
,
ma
’
am
?
’
‘
Yes
,
’
replied
Miss
Witherfield
,
with
a
short
cough
.
