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‘
There
—
enough
of
that
.
I
wish
to
see
you
on
another
subject
.
You
invited
me
to
read
that
paper
,
the
night
before
last
,
and
listened
attentively
while
I
did
so
.
’
‘
I
did
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
and
I
certainly
thought
—
’
‘
I
asked
for
no
opinion
,
’
said
the
dismal
man
,
interrupting
him
,
‘
and
I
want
none
.
You
are
travelling
for
amusement
and
instruction
.
Suppose
I
forward
you
a
curious
manuscript
—
observe
,
not
curious
because
wild
or
improbable
,
but
curious
as
a
leaf
from
the
romance
of
real
life
—
would
you
communicate
it
to
the
club
,
of
which
you
have
spoken
so
frequently
?
’
‘
Certainly
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
‘
if
you
wished
it
;
and
it
would
be
entered
on
their
transactions
.
’
‘
You
shall
have
it
,
’
replied
the
dismal
man
.
‘
Your
address
;
’
and
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
having
communicated
their
probable
route
,
the
dismal
man
carefully
noted
it
down
in
a
greasy
pocket
-
book
,
and
,
resisting
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
pressing
invitation
to
breakfast
,
left
that
gentleman
at
his
inn
,
and
walked
slowly
away
.
Mr
.
Pickwick
found
that
his
three
companions
had
risen
,
and
were
waiting
his
arrival
to
commence
breakfast
,
which
was
ready
laid
in
tempting
display
.
They
sat
down
to
the
meal
;
and
broiled
ham
,
eggs
,
tea
,
coffee
and
sundries
,
began
to
disappear
with
a
rapidity
which
at
once
bore
testimony
to
the
excellence
of
the
fare
,
and
the
appetites
of
its
consumers
.
‘
Now
,
about
Manor
Farm
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
How
shall
we
go
?
’
‘
We
had
better
consult
the
waiter
,
perhaps
,
’
said
Mr
.
Tupman
;
and
the
waiter
was
summoned
accordingly
.
‘
Dingley
Dell
,
gentlemen
—
fifteen
miles
,
gentlemen
—
cross
road
—
post
-
chaise
,
sir
?
’
‘
Post
-
chaise
won
’
t
hold
more
than
two
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
True
,
sir
—
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
.
—
Very
nice
four
-
wheel
chaise
,
sir
—
seat
for
two
behind
—
one
in
front
for
the
gentleman
that
drives
—
oh
!
beg
your
pardon
,
sir
—
that
’
ll
only
hold
three
.
’
