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‘
The
womin
,
’
said
Sam
,
in
the
same
tone
.
‘
He
ain
’
t
far
out
there
,
Sammy
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Weller
;
‘
they
MUST
be
a
soft
sex
—
a
wery
soft
sex
,
indeed
—
if
they
let
themselves
be
gammoned
by
such
fellers
as
him
.
’
Any
further
observations
from
the
indignant
old
gentleman
were
cut
short
by
the
announcement
of
the
song
,
which
Mr
.
Anthony
Humm
gave
out
two
lines
at
a
time
,
for
the
information
of
such
of
his
hearers
as
were
unacquainted
with
the
legend
.
While
it
was
being
sung
,
the
little
man
with
the
drab
shorts
disappeared
;
he
returned
immediately
on
its
conclusion
,
and
whispered
Mr
.
Anthony
Humm
,
with
a
face
of
the
deepest
importance
.
‘
My
friends
,
’
said
Mr
.
Humm
,
holding
up
his
hand
in
a
deprecatory
manner
,
to
bespeak
the
silence
of
such
of
the
stout
old
ladies
as
were
yet
a
line
or
two
behind
;
‘
my
friends
,
a
delegate
from
the
Dorking
Branch
of
our
society
,
Brother
Stiggins
,
attends
below
.
’
Out
came
the
pocket
-
handkerchiefs
again
,
in
greater
force
than
ever
;
for
Mr
.
Stiggins
was
excessively
popular
among
the
female
constituency
of
Brick
Lane
.
‘
He
may
approach
,
I
think
,
’
said
Mr
.
Humm
,
looking
round
him
,
with
a
fat
smile
.
‘
Brother
Tadger
,
let
him
come
forth
and
greet
us
.
’
The
little
man
in
the
drab
shorts
who
answered
to
the
name
of
Brother
Tadger
,
bustled
down
the
ladder
with
great
speed
,
and
was
immediately
afterwards
heard
tumbling
up
with
the
Reverend
Mr
.
Stiggins
.
‘
He
’
s
a
-
comin
’
,
Sammy
,
’
whispered
Mr
.
Weller
,
purple
in
the
countenance
with
suppressed
laughter
.
‘
Don
’
t
say
nothin
’
to
me
,
’
replied
Sam
,
‘
for
I
can
’
t
bear
it
.
He
’
s
close
to
the
door
.
I
hear
him
a
-
knockin
’
his
head
again
the
lath
and
plaster
now
.
’
As
Sam
Weller
spoke
,
the
little
door
flew
open
,
and
Brother
Tadger
appeared
,
closely
followed
by
the
Reverend
Mr
.
Stiggins
,
who
no
sooner
entered
,
than
there
was
a
great
clapping
of
hands
,
and
stamping
of
feet
,
and
flourishing
of
handkerchiefs
;
to
all
of
which
manifestations
of
delight
,
Brother
Stiggins
returned
no
other
acknowledgment
than
staring
with
a
wild
eye
,
and
a
fixed
smile
,
at
the
extreme
top
of
the
wick
of
the
candle
on
the
table
,
swaying
his
body
to
and
fro
,
meanwhile
,
in
a
very
unsteady
and
uncertain
manner
.
