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Jinks
?
’
‘
Certainly
,
sir
,
’
said
Jinks
.
‘
Very
good
,
’
said
the
magistrate
,
signing
the
warrants
.
‘
Grummer
,
you
will
bring
these
persons
before
me
,
this
afternoon
.
You
will
find
them
at
the
Great
White
Horse
.
You
recollect
the
case
of
the
Middlesex
Dumpling
and
the
Suffolk
Bantam
,
Grummer
?
’
Mr
.
Grummer
intimated
,
by
a
retrospective
shake
of
the
head
,
that
he
should
never
forget
it
—
as
indeed
it
was
not
likely
he
would
,
so
long
as
it
continued
to
be
cited
daily
.
‘
This
is
even
more
unconstitutional
,
’
said
the
magistrate
;
‘
this
is
even
a
greater
breach
of
the
peace
,
and
a
grosser
infringement
of
his
Majesty
’
s
prerogative
.
I
believe
duelling
is
one
of
his
Majesty
’
s
most
undoubted
prerogatives
,
Mr
.
Jinks
?
’
‘
Expressly
stipulated
in
Magna
Charta
,
sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Jinks
.
‘
One
of
the
brightest
jewels
in
the
British
crown
,
wrung
from
his
Majesty
by
the
barons
,
I
believe
,
Mr
.
Jinks
?
’
said
the
magistrate
.
‘
Just
so
,
Sir
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Jinks
.
‘
Very
well
,
’
said
the
magistrate
,
drawing
himself
up
proudly
,
‘
it
shall
not
be
violated
in
this
portion
of
his
dominions
.
Grummer
,
procure
assistance
,
and
execute
these
warrants
with
as
little
delay
as
possible
.
Muzzle
!
’
‘
Yes
,
your
Worship
.
’
‘
Show
the
lady
out
.
’
