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‘
I
said
I
had
pledged
my
word
as
a
gentleman
to
skin
him
.
My
character
was
at
stake
.
I
had
no
alternative
.
As
an
officer
in
His
Majesty
’
s
service
,
I
was
bound
to
skin
him
.
I
regretted
the
necessity
,
but
it
must
be
done
.
He
was
open
to
conviction
.
He
saw
that
the
rules
of
the
service
were
imperative
.
He
fled
.
I
married
her
.
Here
’
s
the
coach
.
That
’
s
her
head
.
’
As
Mr
.
Dowler
concluded
,
he
pointed
to
a
stage
which
had
just
driven
up
,
from
the
open
window
of
which
a
rather
pretty
face
in
a
bright
blue
bonnet
was
looking
among
the
crowd
on
the
pavement
,
most
probably
for
the
rash
man
himself
.
Mr
.
Dowler
paid
his
bill
,
and
hurried
out
with
his
travelling
cap
,
coat
,
and
cloak
;
and
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
his
friends
followed
to
secure
their
places
.
Mr
.
Tupman
and
Mr
.
Snodgrass
had
seated
themselves
at
the
back
part
of
the
coach
;
Mr
.
Winkle
had
got
inside
;
and
Mr
.
Pickwick
was
preparing
to
follow
him
,
when
Sam
Weller
came
up
to
his
master
,
and
whispering
in
his
ear
,
begged
to
speak
to
him
,
with
an
air
of
the
deepest
mystery
.
‘
Well
,
Sam
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
‘
what
’
s
the
matter
now
?
’
‘
Here
’
s
rayther
a
rum
go
,
sir
,
’
replied
Sam
.
‘
What
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
This
here
,
Sir
,
’
rejoined
Sam
.
‘
I
’
m
wery
much
afeerd
,
sir
,
that
the
properiator
o
’
this
here
coach
is
a
playin
’
some
imperence
vith
us
.
’
‘
How
is
that
,
Sam
?
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
aren
’
t
the
names
down
on
the
way
-
bill
?
’
‘
The
names
is
not
only
down
on
the
vay
-
bill
,
Sir
,
’
replied
Sam
,
‘
but
they
’
ve
painted
vun
on
’
em
up
,
on
the
door
o
’
the
coach
.
’
As
Sam
spoke
,
he
pointed
to
that
part
of
the
coach
door
on
which
the
proprietor
’
s
name
usually
appears
;
and
there
,
sure
enough
,
in
gilt
letters
of
a
goodly
size
,
was
the
magic
name
of
PICKWICK
!
‘
Dear
me
,
’
exclaimed
Mr
.
