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‘
Mr
.
Winkle
has
rather
a
short
memory
,
my
Lord
,
’
interposed
Mr
.
Skimpin
,
with
another
glance
at
the
jury
.
‘
We
shall
find
means
to
refresh
it
before
we
have
quite
done
with
him
,
I
dare
say
.
’
‘
You
had
better
be
careful
,
Sir
,
’
said
the
little
judge
,
with
a
sinister
look
at
the
witness
.
Poor
Mr
.
Winkle
bowed
,
and
endeavoured
to
feign
an
easiness
of
manner
,
which
,
in
his
then
state
of
confusion
,
gave
him
rather
the
air
of
a
disconcerted
pickpocket
.
‘
Now
,
Mr
.
Winkle
,
’
said
Mr
.
Skimpin
,
‘
attend
to
me
,
if
you
please
,
Sir
;
and
let
me
recommend
you
,
for
your
own
sake
,
to
bear
in
mind
his
Lordship
’
s
injunctions
to
be
careful
.
I
believe
you
are
a
particular
friend
of
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
the
defendant
,
are
you
not
?
’
‘
I
have
known
Mr
.
Pickwick
now
,
as
well
as
I
recollect
at
this
moment
,
nearly
—
’
‘
Pray
,
Mr
.
Winkle
,
do
not
evade
the
question
.
Are
you
,
or
are
you
not
,
a
particular
friend
of
the
defendant
’
s
?
’
‘
I
was
just
about
to
say
,
that
—
’
‘
Will
you
,
or
will
you
not
,
answer
my
question
,
Sir
?
’
‘
If
you
don
’
t
answer
the
question
,
you
’
ll
be
committed
,
Sir
,
’
interposed
the
little
judge
,
looking
over
his
note
-
book
.
‘
Come
,
Sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Skimpin
,
‘
yes
or
no
,
if
you
please
.
’
