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The
consultation
having
lasted
about
ten
minutes
,
Mr
.
Jinks
retired
to
his
end
of
the
table
;
and
the
magistrate
,
with
a
preparatory
cough
,
drew
himself
up
in
his
chair
,
and
was
proceeding
to
commence
his
address
,
when
Mr
.
Pickwick
interposed
.
‘
I
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
,
for
interrupting
you
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
but
before
you
proceed
to
express
,
and
act
upon
,
any
opinion
you
may
have
formed
on
the
statements
which
have
been
made
here
,
I
must
claim
my
right
to
be
heard
so
far
as
I
am
personally
concerned
.
’
‘
Hold
your
tongue
,
Sir
,
’
said
the
magistrate
peremptorily
.
‘
I
must
submit
to
you
,
Sir
—
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Hold
your
tongue
,
sir
,
’
interposed
the
magistrate
,
‘
or
I
shall
order
an
officer
to
remove
you
.
’
‘
You
may
order
your
officers
to
do
whatever
you
please
,
Sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
and
I
have
no
doubt
,
from
the
specimen
I
have
had
of
the
subordination
preserved
amongst
them
,
that
whatever
you
order
,
they
will
execute
,
Sir
;
but
I
shall
take
the
liberty
,
Sir
,
of
claiming
my
right
to
be
heard
,
until
I
am
removed
by
force
.
’
‘
Pickvick
and
principle
!
’
exclaimed
Mr
.
Weller
,
in
a
very
audible
voice
.
‘
Sam
,
be
quiet
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Dumb
as
a
drum
vith
a
hole
in
it
,
Sir
,
’
replied
Sam
.
Mr
.
Nupkins
looked
at
Mr
.
Pickwick
with
a
gaze
of
intense
astonishment
,
at
his
displaying
such
unwonted
temerity
;
and
was
apparently
about
to
return
a
very
angry
reply
,
when
Mr
.
Jinks
pulled
him
by
the
sleeve
,
and
whispered
something
in
his
ear
.
To
this
,
the
magistrate
returned
a
half
-
audible
answer
,
and
then
the
whispering
was
renewed
.
Jinks
was
evidently
remonstrating
.
At
length
the
magistrate
,
gulping
down
,
with
a
very
bad
grace
,
his
disinclination
to
hear
anything
more
,
turned
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
and
said
sharply
,
‘
What
do
you
want
to
say
?
’
