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‘
The
reports
of
the
trial
in
those
confounded
papers
,
’
thought
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
They
have
heard
all
about
me
.
’
‘
You
are
the
gentleman
residing
on
Clapham
Green
,
’
resumed
Bantam
,
‘
who
lost
the
use
of
his
limbs
from
imprudently
taking
cold
after
port
wine
;
who
could
not
be
moved
in
consequence
of
acute
suffering
,
and
who
had
the
water
from
the
king
’
s
bath
bottled
at
one
hundred
and
three
degrees
,
and
sent
by
wagon
to
his
bedroom
in
town
,
where
he
bathed
,
sneezed
,
and
the
same
day
recovered
.
Very
remarkable
!
’
Mr
.
Pickwick
acknowledged
the
compliment
which
the
supposition
implied
,
but
had
the
self
-
denial
to
repudiate
it
,
notwithstanding
;
and
taking
advantage
of
a
moment
’
s
silence
on
the
part
of
the
M
.
C
.
,
begged
to
introduce
his
friends
,
Mr
.
Tupman
,
Mr
.
Winkle
,
and
Mr
.
Snodgrass
.
An
introduction
which
overwhelmed
the
M
.
C
.
with
delight
and
honour
.
‘
Bantam
,
’
said
Mr
.
Dowler
,
‘
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
his
friends
are
strangers
.
They
must
put
their
names
down
.
Where
’
s
the
book
?
’
‘
The
register
of
the
distinguished
visitors
in
Ba
-
ath
will
be
at
the
Pump
Room
this
morning
at
two
o
’
clock
,
’
replied
the
M
.
C
.
‘
Will
you
guide
our
friends
to
that
splendid
building
,
and
enable
me
to
procure
their
autographs
?
’
‘
I
will
,
’
rejoined
Dowler
.
‘
This
is
a
long
call
.
It
’
s
time
to
go
.
I
shall
be
here
again
in
an
hour
.
Come
.
’
‘
This
is
a
ball
-
night
,
’
said
the
M
.
C
.
,
again
taking
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
hand
,
as
he
rose
to
go
.
‘
The
ball
-
nights
in
Ba
-
ath
are
moments
snatched
from
paradise
;
rendered
bewitching
by
music
,
beauty
,
elegance
,
fashion
,
etiquette
,
and
—
and
—
above
all
,
by
the
absence
of
tradespeople
,
who
are
quite
inconsistent
with
paradise
,
and
who
have
an
amalgamation
of
themselves
at
the
Guildhall
every
fortnight
,
which
is
,
to
say
the
least
,
remarkable
.
Good
-
bye
,
good
-
bye
!
’
and
protesting
all
the
way
downstairs
that
he
was
most
satisfied
,
and
most
delighted
,
and
most
overpowered
,
and
most
flattered
,
Angelo
Cyrus
Bantam
,
Esquire
,
M
.
C
.
,
stepped
into
a
very
elegant
chariot
that
waited
at
the
door
,
and
rattled
off
.
At
the
appointed
hour
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
his
friends
,
escorted
by
Dowler
,
repaired
to
the
Assembly
Rooms
,
and
wrote
their
names
down
in
the
book
—
an
instance
of
condescension
at
which
Angelo
Bantam
was
even
more
overpowered
than
before
.
Tickets
of
admission
to
that
evening
’
s
assembly
were
to
have
been
prepared
for
the
whole
party
,
but
as
they
were
not
ready
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
undertook
,
despite
all
the
protestations
to
the
contrary
of
Angelo
Bantam
,
to
send
Sam
for
them
at
four
o
’
clock
in
the
afternoon
,
to
the
M
.
C
.
‘
s
house
in
Queen
Square
.
Having
taken
a
short
walk
through
the
city
,
and
arrived
at
the
unanimous
conclusion
that
Park
Street
was
very
much
like
the
perpendicular
streets
a
man
sees
in
a
dream
,
which
he
cannot
get
up
for
the
life
of
him
,
they
returned
to
the
White
Hart
,
and
despatched
Sam
on
the
errand
to
which
his
master
had
pledged
him
.
Sam
Weller
put
on
his
hat
in
a
very
easy
and
graceful
manner
,
and
,
thrusting
his
hands
in
his
waistcoat
pockets
,
walked
with
great
deliberation
to
Queen
Square
,
whistling
as
he
went
along
,
several
of
the
most
popular
airs
of
the
day
,
as
arranged
with
entirely
new
movements
for
that
noble
instrument
the
organ
,
either
mouth
or
barrel
.
Arriving
at
the
number
in
Queen
Square
to
which
he
had
been
directed
,
he
left
off
whistling
and
gave
a
cheerful
knock
,
which
was
instantaneously
answered
by
a
powdered
-
headed
footman
in
gorgeous
livery
,
and
of
symmetrical
stature
.
