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‘
Odd
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
,
taking
the
gun
.
‘
Never
knew
one
of
them
miss
fire
before
.
Why
,
I
don
’
t
see
anything
of
the
cap
.
’
‘
Bless
my
soul
!
’
said
Mr
.
Winkle
,
‘
I
declare
I
forgot
the
cap
!
’
The
slight
omission
was
rectified
.
Mr
.
Pickwick
crouched
again
.
Mr
.
Winkle
stepped
forward
with
an
air
of
determination
and
resolution
;
and
Mr
.
Tupman
looked
out
from
behind
a
tree
.
The
boy
shouted
;
four
birds
flew
out
.
Mr
.
Winkle
fired
.
There
was
a
scream
as
of
an
individual
—
not
a
rook
—
in
corporal
anguish
.
Mr
.
Tupman
had
saved
the
lives
of
innumerable
unoffending
birds
by
receiving
a
portion
of
the
charge
in
his
left
arm
.
To
describe
the
confusion
that
ensued
would
be
impossible
.
To
tell
how
Mr
.
Pickwick
in
the
first
transports
of
emotion
called
Mr
.
Winkle
‘
Wretch
!
’
how
Mr
.
Tupman
lay
prostrate
on
the
ground
;
and
how
Mr
.
Winkle
knelt
horror
-
stricken
beside
him
;
how
Mr
.
Tupman
called
distractedly
upon
some
feminine
Christian
name
,
and
then
opened
first
one
eye
,
and
then
the
other
,
and
then
fell
back
and
shut
them
both
—
all
this
would
be
as
difficult
to
describe
in
detail
,
as
it
would
be
to
depict
the
gradual
recovering
of
the
unfortunate
individual
,
the
binding
up
of
his
arm
with
pocket
-
handkerchiefs
,
and
the
conveying
him
back
by
slow
degrees
supported
by
the
arms
of
his
anxious
friends
.
They
drew
near
the
house
.
The
ladies
were
at
the
garden
gate
,
waiting
for
their
arrival
and
their
breakfast
.
The
spinster
aunt
appeared
;
she
smiled
,
and
beckoned
them
to
walk
quicker
.
‘
Twas
evident
she
knew
not
of
the
disaster
.
Poor
thing
!
there
are
times
when
ignorance
is
bliss
indeed
.
They
approached
nearer
.
‘
Why
,
what
is
the
matter
with
the
little
old
gentleman
?
’
said
Isabella
Wardle
.
The
spinster
aunt
heeded
not
the
remark
;
she
thought
it
applied
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
.
In
her
eyes
Tracy
Tupman
was
a
youth
;
she
viewed
his
years
through
a
diminishing
glass
.
‘
Don
’
t
be
frightened
,
’
called
out
the
old
host
,
fearful
of
alarming
his
daughters
.
The
little
party
had
crowded
so
completely
round
Mr
.
Tupman
,
that
they
could
not
yet
clearly
discern
the
nature
of
the
accident
.
‘
Don
’
t
be
frightened
,
’
said
the
host
.
‘
What
’
s
the
matter
?
’
screamed
the
ladies
.
