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‘
Mr
.
Pickwick
was
anxious
to
call
upon
you
,
Serjeant
Snubbin
,
’
said
Perker
,
‘
to
state
to
you
,
before
you
entered
upon
the
case
,
that
he
denies
there
being
any
ground
or
pretence
whatever
for
the
action
against
him
;
and
that
unless
he
came
into
court
with
clean
hands
,
and
without
the
most
conscientious
conviction
that
he
was
right
in
resisting
the
plaintiff
’
s
demand
,
he
would
not
be
there
at
all
.
I
believe
I
state
your
views
correctly
;
do
I
not
,
my
dear
Sir
?
’
said
the
little
man
,
turning
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Quite
so
,
’
replied
that
gentleman
.
Mr
.
Serjeant
Snubbin
unfolded
his
glasses
,
raised
them
to
his
eyes
;
and
,
after
looking
at
Mr
.
Pickwick
for
a
few
seconds
with
great
curiosity
,
turned
to
Mr
.
Perker
,
and
said
,
smiling
slightly
as
he
spoke
—
‘
Has
Mr
.
Pickwick
a
strong
case
?
’
The
attorney
shrugged
his
shoulders
.
‘
Do
you
propose
calling
witnesses
?
’
‘
No
.
’
The
smile
on
the
Serjeant
’
s
countenance
became
more
defined
;
he
rocked
his
leg
with
increased
violence
;
and
,
throwing
himself
back
in
his
easy
-
chair
,
coughed
dubiously
.
These
tokens
of
the
Serjeant
’
s
presentiments
on
the
subject
,
slight
as
they
were
,
were
not
lost
on
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
He
settled
the
spectacles
,
through
which
he
had
attentively
regarded
such
demonstrations
of
the
barrister
’
s
feelings
as
he
had
permitted
himself
to
exhibit
,
more
firmly
on
his
nose
;
and
said
with
great
energy
,
and
in
utter
disregard
of
all
Mr
.
Perker
’
s
admonitory
winkings
and
frownings
—
