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‘
So
cheerful
he
is
!
’
said
Sam
.
‘
In
such
good
spirits
!
’
said
Muzzle
.
‘
And
so
glad
to
see
us
—
that
makes
it
so
much
more
comfortable
,
’
said
Sam
.
‘
Sit
down
;
sit
down
.
’
Mr
.
Trotter
suffered
himself
to
be
forced
into
a
chair
by
the
fireside
.
He
cast
his
small
eyes
,
first
on
Mr
.
Weller
,
and
then
on
Mr
.
Muzzle
,
but
said
nothing
.
‘
Well
,
now
,
’
said
Sam
,
‘
afore
these
here
ladies
,
I
should
jest
like
to
ask
you
,
as
a
sort
of
curiosity
,
whether
you
don
’
t
consider
yourself
as
nice
and
well
-
behaved
a
young
gen
’
l
’
m
’
n
,
as
ever
used
a
pink
check
pocket
-
handkerchief
,
and
the
number
four
collection
?
’
‘
And
as
was
ever
a
-
going
to
be
married
to
a
cook
,
’
said
that
lady
indignantly
.
‘
The
willin
!
’
‘
And
leave
off
his
evil
ways
,
and
set
up
in
the
chandlery
line
arterwards
,
’
said
the
housemaid
.
‘
Now
,
I
’
ll
tell
you
what
it
is
,
young
man
,
’
said
Mr
.
Muzzle
solemnly
,
enraged
at
the
last
two
allusions
,
‘
this
here
lady
(
pointing
to
the
cook
)
keeps
company
with
me
;
and
when
you
presume
,
Sir
,
to
talk
of
keeping
chandlers
’
shops
with
her
,
you
injure
me
in
one
of
the
most
delicatest
points
in
which
one
man
can
injure
another
.
Do
you
understand
that
,
Sir
?
’
Here
Mr
.
Muzzle
,
who
had
a
great
notion
of
his
eloquence
,
in
which
he
imitated
his
master
,
paused
for
a
reply
.
But
Mr
.
Trotter
made
no
reply
.
So
Mr
.
Muzzle
proceeded
in
a
solemn
manner
—
