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But
when
Mr
.
Pickwick
had
signified
his
readiness
to
bow
to
the
laws
of
his
country
,
and
just
when
the
waiters
,
and
hostlers
,
and
chambermaids
,
and
post
-
boys
,
who
had
anticipated
a
delightful
commotion
from
his
threatened
obstinacy
,
began
to
turn
away
,
disappointed
and
disgusted
,
a
difficulty
arose
which
had
not
been
foreseen
.
With
every
sentiment
of
veneration
for
the
constituted
authorities
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
resolutely
protested
against
making
his
appearance
in
the
public
streets
,
surrounded
and
guarded
by
the
officers
of
justice
,
like
a
common
criminal
.
Mr
.
Grummer
,
in
the
then
disturbed
state
of
public
feeling
(
for
it
was
half
-
holiday
,
and
the
boys
had
not
yet
gone
home
)
,
as
resolutely
protested
against
walking
on
the
opposite
side
of
the
way
,
and
taking
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
parole
that
he
would
go
straight
to
the
magistrate
’
s
;
and
both
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
Mr
.
Tupman
as
strenuously
objected
to
the
expense
of
a
post
-
coach
,
which
was
the
only
respectable
conveyance
that
could
be
obtained
.
The
dispute
ran
high
,
and
the
dilemma
lasted
long
;
and
just
as
the
executive
were
on
the
point
of
overcoming
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
objection
to
walking
to
the
magistrate
’
s
,
by
the
trite
expedient
of
carrying
him
thither
,
it
was
recollected
that
there
stood
in
the
inn
yard
,
an
old
sedan
-
chair
,
which
,
having
been
originally
built
for
a
gouty
gentleman
with
funded
property
,
would
hold
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
Mr
.
Tupman
,
at
least
as
conveniently
as
a
modern
post
-
chaise
.
The
chair
was
hired
,
and
brought
into
the
hall
;
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
Mr
.
Tupman
squeezed
themselves
inside
,
and
pulled
down
the
blinds
;
a
couple
of
chairmen
were
speedily
found
;
and
the
procession
started
in
grand
order
.
The
specials
surrounded
the
body
of
the
vehicle
;
Mr
.
Grummer
and
Mr
.
Dubbley
marched
triumphantly
in
front
;
Mr
.
Snodgrass
and
Mr
.
Winkle
walked
arm
-
in
-
arm
behind
;
and
the
unsoaped
of
Ipswich
brought
up
the
rear
.
The
shopkeepers
of
the
town
,
although
they
had
a
very
indistinct
notion
of
the
nature
of
the
offence
,
could
not
but
be
much
edified
and
gratified
by
this
spectacle
.
Here
was
the
strong
arm
of
the
law
,
coming
down
with
twenty
gold
-
beater
force
,
upon
two
offenders
from
the
metropolis
itself
;
the
mighty
engine
was
directed
by
their
own
magistrate
,
and
worked
by
their
own
officers
;
and
both
the
criminals
,
by
their
united
efforts
,
were
securely
shut
up
,
in
the
narrow
compass
of
one
sedan
-
chair
.
Many
were
the
expressions
of
approval
and
admiration
which
greeted
Mr
.
Grummer
,
as
he
headed
the
cavalcade
,
staff
in
hand
;
loud
and
long
were
the
shouts
raised
by
the
unsoaped
;
and
amidst
these
united
testimonials
of
public
approbation
,
the
procession
moved
slowly
and
majestically
along
.
Mr
.
Weller
,
habited
in
his
morning
jacket
,
with
the
black
calico
sleeves
,
was
returning
in
a
rather
desponding
state
from
an
unsuccessful
survey
of
the
mysterious
house
with
the
green
gate
,
when
,
raising
his
eyes
,
he
beheld
a
crowd
pouring
down
the
street
,
surrounding
an
object
which
had
very
much
the
appearance
of
a
sedan
-
chair
.
Willing
to
divert
his
thoughts
from
the
failure
of
his
enterprise
,
he
stepped
aside
to
see
the
crowd
pass
;
and
finding
that
they
were
cheering
away
,
very
much
to
their
own
satisfaction
,
forthwith
began
(
by
way
of
raising
his
spirits
)
to
cheer
too
,
with
all
his
might
and
main
.
Mr
.
Grummer
passed
,
and
Mr
.
Dubbley
passed
,
and
the
sedan
passed
,
and
the
bodyguard
of
specials
passed
,
and
Sam
was
still
responding
to
the
enthusiastic
cheers
of
the
mob
,
and
waving
his
hat
about
as
if
he
were
in
the
very
last
extreme
of
the
wildest
joy
(
though
,
of
course
,
he
had
not
the
faintest
idea
of
the
matter
in
hand
)
,
when
he
was
suddenly
stopped
by
the
unexpected
appearance
of
Mr
.
Winkle
and
Mr
.
Snodgrass
.
‘
What
’
s
the
row
,
gen
’
l
’
m
’
n
?
‘
cried
Sam
.
‘
Who
have
they
got
in
this
here
watch
-
box
in
mournin
’
?
’
Both
gentlemen
replied
together
,
but
their
words
were
lost
in
the
tumult
.
‘
Who
is
it
?
’
cried
Sam
again
.
once
more
was
a
joint
reply
returned
;
and
,
though
the
words
were
inaudible
,
Sam
saw
by
the
motion
of
the
two
pairs
of
lips
that
they
had
uttered
the
magic
word
‘
Pickwick
.
’
