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‘
Shave
you
directly
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
’
said
the
visitor
,
drawing
one
of
them
back
from
the
bed
’
s
head
.
‘
I
’
ve
got
an
execution
against
you
,
at
the
suit
of
Bardell
.
—
Here
’
s
the
warrant
.
—
Common
Pleas
.
—
Here
’
s
my
card
.
I
suppose
you
’
ll
come
over
to
my
house
.
’
Giving
Mr
.
Pickwick
a
friendly
tap
on
the
shoulder
,
the
sheriff
’
s
officer
(
for
such
he
was
)
threw
his
card
on
the
counterpane
,
and
pulled
a
gold
toothpick
from
his
waistcoat
pocket
.
‘
Namby
’
s
the
name
,
’
said
the
sheriff
’
s
deputy
,
as
Mr
.
Pickwick
took
his
spectacles
from
under
the
pillow
,
and
put
them
on
,
to
read
the
card
.
‘
Namby
,
Bell
Alley
,
Coleman
Street
.
’
At
this
point
,
Sam
Weller
,
who
had
had
his
eyes
fixed
hitherto
on
Mr
.
Namby
’
s
shining
beaver
,
interfered
.
‘
Are
you
a
Quaker
?
’
said
Sam
.
‘
I
’
ll
let
you
know
I
am
,
before
I
’
ve
done
with
you
,
’
replied
the
indignant
officer
.
‘
I
’
ll
teach
you
manners
,
my
fine
fellow
,
one
of
these
fine
mornings
.
’
‘
Thank
’
ee
,
’
said
Sam
.
‘
I
’
ll
do
the
same
to
you
.
Take
your
hat
off
.
’
With
this
,
Mr
.
Weller
,
in
the
most
dexterous
manner
,
knocked
Mr
.
Namby
’
s
hat
to
the
other
side
of
the
room
,
with
such
violence
,
that
he
had
very
nearly
caused
him
to
swallow
the
gold
toothpick
into
the
bargain
.
‘
Observe
this
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
’
said
the
disconcerted
officer
,
gasping
for
breath
.
‘
I
’
ve
been
assaulted
in
the
execution
of
my
dooty
by
your
servant
in
your
chamber
.
I
’
m
in
bodily
fear
.
I
call
you
to
witness
this
.
’
‘
Don
’
t
witness
nothin
’
,
Sir
,
’
interposed
Sam
.
‘
Shut
your
eyes
up
tight
,
Sir
.
I
’
d
pitch
him
out
o
’
winder
,
only
he
couldn
’
t
fall
far
enough
,
‘
cause
o
’
the
leads
outside
.
’
‘
Sam
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
in
an
angry
voice
,
as
his
attendant
made
various
demonstrations
of
hostilities
,
‘
if
you
say
another
word
,
or
offer
the
slightest
interference
with
this
person
,
I
discharge
you
that
instant
.
’
‘
But
,
Sir
!
’
said
Sam
.
