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Sam
gave
a
nod
of
intelligence
,
and
withdrawing
his
head
from
the
door
,
set
forth
on
his
pilgrimage
with
a
light
heart
.
The
ill
-
starred
gentleman
who
had
been
the
unfortunate
cause
of
the
unusual
noise
and
disturbance
which
alarmed
the
inhabitants
of
the
Royal
Crescent
in
manner
and
form
already
described
,
after
passing
a
night
of
great
confusion
and
anxiety
,
left
the
roof
beneath
which
his
friends
still
slumbered
,
bound
he
knew
not
whither
.
The
excellent
and
considerate
feelings
which
prompted
Mr
.
Winkle
to
take
this
step
can
never
be
too
highly
appreciated
or
too
warmly
extolled
.
‘
If
,
’
reasoned
Mr
.
Winkle
with
himself
—
‘
if
this
Dowler
attempts
(
as
I
have
no
doubt
he
will
)
to
carry
into
execution
his
threat
of
personal
violence
against
myself
,
it
will
be
incumbent
on
me
to
call
him
out
.
He
has
a
wife
;
that
wife
is
attached
to
,
and
dependent
on
him
.
Heavens
!
If
I
should
kill
him
in
the
blindness
of
my
wrath
,
what
would
be
my
feelings
ever
afterwards
!
’
This
painful
consideration
operated
so
powerfully
on
the
feelings
of
the
humane
young
man
,
as
to
cause
his
knees
to
knock
together
,
and
his
countenance
to
exhibit
alarming
manifestations
of
inward
emotion
.
Impelled
by
such
reflections
,
he
grasped
his
carpet
-
bag
,
and
creeping
stealthily
downstairs
,
shut
the
detestable
street
door
with
as
little
noise
as
possible
,
and
walked
off
.
Bending
his
steps
towards
the
Royal
Hotel
,
he
found
a
coach
on
the
point
of
starting
for
Bristol
,
and
,
thinking
Bristol
as
good
a
place
for
his
purpose
as
any
other
he
could
go
to
,
he
mounted
the
box
,
and
reached
his
place
of
destination
in
such
time
as
the
pair
of
horses
,
who
went
the
whole
stage
and
back
again
,
twice
a
day
or
more
,
could
be
reasonably
supposed
to
arrive
there
.
He
took
up
his
quarters
at
the
Bush
,
and
designing
to
postpone
any
communication
by
letter
with
Mr
.
Pickwick
until
it
was
probable
that
Mr
.
Dowler
’
s
wrath
might
have
in
some
degree
evaporated
,
walked
forth
to
view
the
city
,
which
struck
him
as
being
a
shade
more
dirty
than
any
place
he
had
ever
seen
.
Having
inspected
the
docks
and
shipping
,
and
viewed
the
cathedral
,
he
inquired
his
way
to
Clifton
,
and
being
directed
thither
,
took
the
route
which
was
pointed
out
to
him
.
But
as
the
pavements
of
Bristol
are
not
the
widest
or
cleanest
upon
earth
,
so
its
streets
are
not
altogether
the
straightest
or
least
intricate
;
and
Mr
.
Winkle
,
being
greatly
puzzled
by
their
manifold
windings
and
twistings
,
looked
about
him
for
a
decent
shop
in
which
he
could
apply
afresh
for
counsel
and
instruction
.
His
eye
fell
upon
a
newly
-
painted
tenement
which
had
been
recently
converted
into
something
between
a
shop
and
a
private
house
,
and
which
a
red
lamp
,
projecting
over
the
fanlight
of
the
street
door
,
would
have
sufficiently
announced
as
the
residence
of
a
medical
practitioner
,
even
if
the
word
‘
Surgery
’
had
not
been
inscribed
in
golden
characters
on
a
wainscot
ground
,
above
the
window
of
what
,
in
times
bygone
,
had
been
the
front
parlour
.
Thinking
this
an
eligible
place
wherein
to
make
his
inquiries
,
Mr
.
Winkle
stepped
into
the
little
shop
where
the
gilt
-
labelled
drawers
and
bottles
were
;
and
finding
nobody
there
,
knocked
with
a
half
-
crown
on
the
counter
,
to
attract
the
attention
of
anybody
who
might
happen
to
be
in
the
back
parlour
,
which
he
judged
to
be
the
innermost
and
peculiar
sanctum
of
the
establishment
,
from
the
repetition
of
the
word
surgery
on
the
door
—
painted
in
white
letters
this
time
,
by
way
of
taking
off
the
monotony
.
At
the
first
knock
,
a
sound
,
as
of
persons
fencing
with
fire
-
irons
,
which
had
until
now
been
very
audible
,
suddenly
ceased
;
at
the
second
,
a
studious
-
looking
young
gentleman
in
green
spectacles
,
with
a
very
large
book
in
his
hand
,
glided
quietly
into
the
shop
,
and
stepping
behind
the
counter
,
requested
to
know
the
visitor
’
s
pleasure
.
‘
I
am
sorry
to
trouble
you
,
Sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Winkle
,
‘
but
will
you
have
the
goodness
to
direct
me
to
—
’
‘
Ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
’
roared
the
studious
young
gentleman
,
throwing
the
large
book
up
into
the
air
,
and
catching
it
with
great
dexterity
at
the
very
moment
when
it
threatened
to
smash
to
atoms
all
the
bottles
on
the
counter
.
‘
Here
’
s
a
start
!
’
There
was
,
without
doubt
;
for
Mr
.
Winkle
was
so
very
much
astonished
at
the
extraordinary
behaviour
of
the
medical
gentleman
,
that
he
involuntarily
retreated
towards
the
door
,
and
looked
very
much
disturbed
at
his
strange
reception
.
‘
What
,
don
’
t
you
know
me
?
’
said
the
medical
gentleman
.
Mr
.
Winkle
murmured
,
in
reply
,
that
he
had
not
that
pleasure
.
