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‘
No
"
if
"
in
the
case
,
my
dear
Sir
,
’
said
Perker
triumphantly
.
‘
There
is
the
very
letter
I
speak
of
.
Brought
to
my
office
by
another
woman
at
nine
o
’
clock
this
morning
,
before
I
had
set
foot
in
this
place
,
or
held
any
communication
with
Mrs
.
Bardell
,
upon
my
honour
.
’
Selecting
the
letter
from
the
bundle
,
the
little
lawyer
laid
it
at
Mr
.
Pickwick
’
s
elbow
,
and
took
snuff
for
two
consecutive
minutes
,
without
winking
.
‘
Is
this
all
you
have
to
say
to
me
?
’
inquired
Mr
.
Pickwick
mildly
.
‘
Not
quite
,
’
replied
Perker
.
‘
I
cannot
undertake
to
say
,
at
this
moment
,
whether
the
wording
of
the
cognovit
,
the
nature
of
the
ostensible
consideration
,
and
the
proof
we
can
get
together
about
the
whole
conduct
of
the
suit
,
will
be
sufficient
to
justify
an
indictment
for
conspiracy
.
I
fear
not
,
my
dear
Sir
;
they
are
too
clever
for
that
,
I
doubt
.
I
do
mean
to
say
,
however
,
that
the
whole
facts
,
taken
together
,
will
be
sufficient
to
justify
you
,
in
the
minds
of
all
reasonable
men
.
And
now
,
my
dear
Sir
,
I
put
it
to
you
.
This
one
hundred
and
fifty
pounds
,
or
whatever
it
may
be
—
take
it
in
round
numbers
—
is
nothing
to
you
.
A
jury
had
decided
against
you
;
well
,
their
verdict
is
wrong
,
but
still
they
decided
as
they
thought
right
,
and
it
IS
against
you
.
You
have
now
an
opportunity
,
on
easy
terms
,
of
placing
yourself
in
a
much
higher
position
than
you
ever
could
,
by
remaining
here
;
which
would
only
be
imputed
,
by
people
who
didn
’
t
know
you
,
to
sheer
dogged
,
wrongheaded
,
brutal
obstinacy
;
nothing
else
,
my
dear
Sir
,
believe
me
.
Can
you
hesitate
to
avail
yourself
of
it
,
when
it
restores
you
to
your
friends
,
your
old
pursuits
,
your
health
and
amusements
;
when
it
liberates
your
faithful
and
attached
servant
,
whom
you
otherwise
doom
to
imprisonment
for
the
whole
of
your
life
;
and
above
all
,
when
it
enables
you
to
take
the
very
magnanimous
revenge
—
which
I
know
,
my
dear
sir
,
is
one
after
your
own
heart
—
of
releasing
this
woman
from
a
scene
of
misery
and
debauchery
,
to
which
no
man
should
ever
be
consigned
,
if
I
had
my
will
,
but
the
infliction
of
which
on
any
woman
,
is
even
more
frightful
and
barbarous
.
Now
I
ask
you
,
my
dear
sir
,
not
only
as
your
legal
adviser
,
but
as
your
very
true
friend
,
will
you
let
slip
the
occasion
of
attaining
all
these
objects
,
and
doing
all
this
good
,
for
the
paltry
consideration
of
a
few
pounds
finding
their
way
into
the
pockets
of
a
couple
of
rascals
,
to
whom
it
makes
no
manner
of
difference
,
except
that
the
more
they
gain
,
the
more
they
’
ll
seek
,
and
so
the
sooner
be
led
into
some
piece
of
knavery
that
must
end
in
a
crash
?
I
have
put
these
considerations
to
you
,
my
dear
Sir
,
very
feebly
and
imperfectly
,
but
I
ask
you
to
think
of
them
.
Turn
them
over
in
your
mind
as
long
as
you
please
.
I
wait
here
most
patiently
for
your
answer
.
’
Before
Mr
.
Pickwick
could
reply
,
before
Mr
.
Perker
had
taken
one
twentieth
part
of
the
snuff
with
which
so
unusually
long
an
address
imperatively
required
to
be
followed
up
,
there
was
a
low
murmuring
of
voices
outside
,
and
then
a
hesitating
knock
at
the
door
.
‘
Dear
,
dear
,
’
exclaimed
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
who
had
been
evidently
roused
by
his
friend
’
s
appeal
;
‘
what
an
annoyance
that
door
is
!
Who
is
that
?
’
‘
Me
,
Sir
,
’
replied
Sam
Weller
,
putting
in
his
head
.
‘
I
can
’
t
speak
to
you
just
now
,
Sam
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
I
am
engaged
at
this
moment
,
Sam
.
’
‘
Beg
your
pardon
,
Sir
,
’
rejoined
Mr
.
Weller
.
‘
But
here
’
s
a
lady
here
,
Sir
,
as
says
she
’
s
somethin
’
wery
partickler
to
disclose
.
’
