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‘
What
’
s
to
be
done
?
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
looking
at
the
bottle
.
‘
This
proceeding
is
more
absurd
than
the
other
.
’
‘
I
think
it
would
be
best
to
take
it
in
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Ben
Allen
;
‘
it
would
serve
him
right
to
take
it
in
and
keep
it
,
wouldn
’
t
it
?
’
‘
It
would
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
;
‘
shall
I
?
’
‘
I
think
it
the
most
proper
course
we
could
possibly
adopt
,
’
replied
Ben
.
This
advice
quite
coinciding
with
his
own
opinion
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
gently
let
down
the
window
and
disengaged
the
bottle
from
the
stick
;
upon
which
the
latter
was
drawn
up
,
and
Mr
.
Bob
Sawyer
was
heard
to
laugh
heartily
.
‘
What
a
merry
dog
it
is
!
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
looking
round
at
his
companion
,
with
the
bottle
in
his
hand
.
‘
He
is
,
’
said
Mr
.
Allen
.
‘
You
cannot
possibly
be
angry
with
him
,
’
remarked
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
‘
Quite
out
of
the
question
,
’
observed
Benjamin
Allen
.
