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‘
Yes
,
sir
,
’
replied
the
little
old
gentleman
.
‘
Well
,
Sir
,
what
have
you
got
to
say
to
me
?
’
Mr
.
Winkle
remained
silent
.
‘
You
are
ashamed
of
yourself
,
I
hope
,
Sir
?
’
said
the
old
gentleman
.
Still
Mr
.
Winkle
said
nothing
.
‘
Are
you
ashamed
of
yourself
,
Sir
,
or
are
you
not
?
’
inquired
the
old
gentleman
.
‘
No
,
Sir
,
’
replied
Mr
.
Winkle
,
drawing
Arabella
’
s
arm
through
his
.
‘
I
am
not
ashamed
of
myself
,
or
of
my
wife
either
.
’
‘
Upon
my
word
!
’
cried
the
old
gentleman
ironically
.
‘
I
am
very
sorry
to
have
done
anything
which
has
lessened
your
affection
for
me
,
Sir
,
’
said
Mr
.
Winkle
;
‘
but
I
will
say
,
at
the
same
time
,
that
I
have
no
reason
to
be
ashamed
of
having
this
lady
for
my
wife
,
nor
you
of
having
her
for
a
daughter
.
’
‘
Give
me
your
hand
,
Nat
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
,
in
an
altered
voice
.
‘
Kiss
me
,
my
love
.
You
are
a
very
charming
little
daughter
-
in
-
law
after
all
!
’
In
a
few
minutes
’
time
Mr
.
Winkle
went
in
search
of
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
and
returning
with
that
gentleman
,
presented
him
to
his
father
,
whereupon
they
shook
hands
for
five
minutes
incessantly
.
