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‘
Highly
important
—
very
important
,
my
dear
Sir
,
’
replied
Perker
.
‘
A
good
,
contented
,
well
-
breakfasted
juryman
is
a
capital
thing
to
get
hold
of
.
Discontented
or
hungry
jurymen
,
my
dear
sir
,
always
find
for
the
plaintiff
.
’
‘
Bless
my
heart
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
looking
very
blank
,
‘
what
do
they
do
that
for
?
’
‘
Why
,
I
don
’
t
know
,
’
replied
the
little
man
coolly
;
‘
saves
time
,
I
suppose
.
If
it
’
s
near
dinner
-
time
,
the
foreman
takes
out
his
watch
when
the
jury
has
retired
,
and
says
,
"
Dear
me
,
gentlemen
,
ten
minutes
to
five
,
I
declare
!
I
dine
at
five
,
gentlemen
.
"
"
So
do
I
,
"
says
everybody
else
,
except
two
men
who
ought
to
have
dined
at
three
and
seem
more
than
half
disposed
to
stand
out
in
consequence
.
The
foreman
smiles
,
and
puts
up
his
watch
:
—
"
Well
,
gentlemen
,
what
do
we
say
,
plaintiff
or
defendant
,
gentlemen
?
I
rather
think
,
so
far
as
I
am
concerned
,
gentlemen
—
I
say
,
I
rather
think
—
but
don
’
t
let
that
influence
you
—
I
RATHER
think
the
plaintiff
’
s
the
man
.
"
Upon
this
,
two
or
three
other
men
are
sure
to
say
that
they
think
so
too
—
as
of
course
they
do
;
and
then
they
get
on
very
unanimously
and
comfortably
.
Ten
minutes
past
nine
!
’
said
the
little
man
,
looking
at
his
watch
.
‘
Time
we
were
off
,
my
dear
sir
;
breach
of
promise
trial
-
court
is
generally
full
in
such
cases
.
You
had
better
ring
for
a
coach
,
my
dear
sir
,
or
we
shall
be
rather
late
.
’
Mr
.
Pickwick
immediately
rang
the
bell
,
and
a
coach
having
been
procured
,
the
four
Pickwickians
and
Mr
.
Perker
ensconced
themselves
therein
,
and
drove
to
Guildhall
;
Sam
Weller
,
Mr
.
Lowten
,
and
the
blue
bag
,
following
in
a
cab
.
‘
Lowten
,
’
said
Perker
,
when
they
reached
the
outer
hall
of
the
court
,
‘
put
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
friends
in
the
students
’
box
;
Mr
.
Pickwick
himself
had
better
sit
by
me
.
This
way
,
my
dear
sir
,
this
way
.
’
Taking
Mr
.
Pickwick
by
the
coat
sleeve
,
the
little
man
led
him
to
the
low
seat
just
beneath
the
desks
of
the
King
’
s
Counsel
,
which
is
constructed
for
the
convenience
of
attorneys
,
who
from
that
spot
can
whisper
into
the
ear
of
the
leading
counsel
in
the
case
,
any
instructions
that
may
be
necessary
during
the
progress
of
the
trial
.
The
occupants
of
this
seat
are
invisible
to
the
great
body
of
spectators
,
inasmuch
as
they
sit
on
a
much
lower
level
than
either
the
barristers
or
the
audience
,
whose
seats
are
raised
above
the
floor
.
Of
course
they
have
their
backs
to
both
,
and
their
faces
towards
the
judge
.
‘
That
’
s
the
witness
-
box
,
I
suppose
?
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
pointing
to
a
kind
of
pulpit
,
with
a
brass
rail
,
on
his
left
hand
.
‘
That
’
s
the
witness
-
box
,
my
dear
sir
,
’
replied
Perker
,
disinterring
a
quantity
of
papers
from
the
blue
bag
,
which
Lowten
had
just
deposited
at
his
feet
.
‘
And
that
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
pointing
to
a
couple
of
enclosed
seats
on
his
right
,
‘
that
’
s
where
the
jurymen
sit
,
is
it
not
?
’
‘
The
identical
place
,
my
dear
Sir
,
’
replied
Perker
,
tapping
the
lid
of
his
snuff
-
box
.
