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‘
You
have
seen
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
I
believe
?
’
said
Perker
to
Dodson
,
inclining
his
pen
in
the
direction
where
that
gentleman
was
seated
.
‘
How
do
you
do
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
?
’
said
Dodson
,
in
a
loud
voice
.
‘
Dear
me
,
‘
cried
Fogg
,
‘
how
do
you
do
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
?
I
hope
you
are
well
,
Sir
.
I
thought
I
knew
the
face
,
’
said
Fogg
,
drawing
up
a
chair
,
and
looking
round
him
with
a
smile
.
Mr
.
Pickwick
bent
his
head
very
slightly
,
in
answer
to
these
salutations
,
and
,
seeing
Fogg
pull
a
bundle
of
papers
from
his
coat
pocket
,
rose
and
walked
to
the
window
.
‘
There
’
s
no
occasion
for
Mr
.
Pickwick
to
move
,
Mr
.
Perker
,
’
said
Fogg
,
untying
the
red
tape
which
encircled
the
little
bundle
,
and
smiling
again
more
sweetly
than
before
.
‘
Mr
.
Pickwick
is
pretty
well
acquainted
with
these
proceedings
.
There
are
no
secrets
between
us
,
I
think
.
He
!
he
!
he
!
’
‘
Not
many
,
I
think
,
’
said
Dodson
.
‘
Ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
’
Then
both
the
partners
laughed
together
—
pleasantly
and
cheerfully
,
as
men
who
are
going
to
receive
money
often
do
.
‘
We
shall
make
Mr
.
Pickwick
pay
for
peeping
,
’
said
Fogg
,
with
considerable
native
humour
,
as
he
unfolded
his
papers
.
‘
The
amount
of
the
taxed
costs
is
one
hundred
and
thirty
-
three
,
six
,
four
,
Mr
.
Perker
.
’
There
was
a
great
comparing
of
papers
,
and
turning
over
of
leaves
,
by
Fogg
and
Perker
,
after
this
statement
of
profit
and
loss
.
Meanwhile
,
Dodson
said
,
in
an
affable
manner
,
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
—
‘
I
don
’
t
think
you
are
looking
quite
so
stout
as
when
I
had
the
pleasure
of
seeing
you
last
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
’
