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Bardell
,
‘
and
here
’
s
the
change
,
and
I
hope
you
’
ll
take
a
little
drop
of
something
to
keep
the
cold
out
,
if
it
’
s
only
for
old
acquaintance
’
sake
,
Mr
.
Weller
.
’
Sam
saw
the
advantage
he
should
gain
,
and
at
once
acquiesced
;
whereupon
Mrs
.
Bardell
produced
,
from
a
small
closet
,
a
black
bottle
and
a
wine
-
glass
;
and
so
great
was
her
abstraction
,
in
her
deep
mental
affliction
,
that
,
after
filling
Mr
.
Weller
’
s
glass
,
she
brought
out
three
more
wine
-
glasses
,
and
filled
them
too
.
‘
Lauk
,
Mrs
.
Bardell
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Cluppins
,
‘
see
what
you
’
ve
been
and
done
!
’
‘
Well
,
that
is
a
good
one
!
’
ejaculated
Mrs
.
Sanders
.
‘
Ah
,
my
poor
head
!
’
said
Mrs
.
Bardell
,
with
a
faint
smile
.
Sam
understood
all
this
,
of
course
,
so
he
said
at
once
,
that
he
never
could
drink
before
supper
,
unless
a
lady
drank
with
him
.
A
great
deal
of
laughter
ensued
,
and
Mrs
.
Sanders
volunteered
to
humour
him
,
so
she
took
a
slight
sip
out
of
her
glass
.
Then
Sam
said
it
must
go
all
round
,
so
they
all
took
a
slight
sip
.
Then
little
Mrs
.
Cluppins
proposed
as
a
toast
,
‘
Success
to
Bardell
agin
Pickwick
’
;
and
then
the
ladies
emptied
their
glasses
in
honour
of
the
sentiment
,
and
got
very
talkative
directly
.
‘
I
suppose
you
’
ve
heard
what
’
s
going
forward
,
Mr
.
Weller
?
’
said
Mrs
.
Bardell
.
‘
I
’
ve
heerd
somethin
’
on
it
,
’
replied
Sam
.
‘
It
’
s
a
terrible
thing
to
be
dragged
before
the
public
,
in
that
way
,
Mr
.
Weller
,
’
said
Mrs
.
Bardell
;
‘
but
I
see
now
,
that
it
’
s
the
only
thing
I
ought
to
do
,
and
my
lawyers
,
Mr
.
Dodson
and
Fogg
,
tell
me
that
,
with
the
evidence
as
we
shall
call
,
we
must
succeed
.
I
don
’
t
know
what
I
should
do
,
Mr
.
Weller
,
if
I
didn
’
t
.
’
