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that I have devoted my energies to - to endeavours - humble they may  
be, humble I know they are - to instil those principles of - which - are  
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'
Here the editor of the Eatanswill GAZETTE, appearing to ramble, Mr  
Pickwick came to his relief, and said -  
'
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Certainly.'  
And what, Sir,' said Pott - 'what, Sir, let me ask you as an impartial  
man, is the state of the public mind in London, with reference to my  
contest with the INDEPENDENT?'  
'
Greatly excited, no doubt,' interposed Mr Perker, with a look of  
slyness which was very likely accidental.  
'
The contest,' said Pott, 'shall be prolonged so long as I have health  
and strength, and that portion of talent with which I am gifted. From  
that contest, Sir, although it may unsettle men's minds and excite  
their feelings, and render them incapable for the discharge of the  
everyday duties of ordinary life; from that contest, sir, I will never  
shrink, till I have set my heel upon the Eatanswill INDEPENDENT. I  
wish the people of London, and the people of this country to know, sir,  
that they may rely upon me - that I will not desert them, that I am  
resolved to stand by them, Sir, to the last.' 'Your conduct is most  
noble, Sir,' said Mr Pickwick; and he grasped the hand of the  
magnanimous Pott. 'You are, sir, I perceive, a man of sense and  
talent,' said Mr Pott, almost breathless with the vehemence of his  
patriotic declaration. 'I am most happy, sir, to make the acquaintance  
of such a man.'  
'
And I,' said Mr Pickwick, 'feel deeply honoured by this expression of  
your opinion. Allow me, sir, to introduce you to my fellow-travellers,  
the other corresponding members of the club I am proud to have  
founded.'  
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I shall be delighted,' said Mr Pott.  
Mr Pickwick withdrew, and returning with his friends, presented them  
in due form to the editor of the Eatanswill GAZETTE.  
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Now, my dear Pott,' said little Mr Perker, 'the question is, what are we  
to do with our friends here?'  
'
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We can stop in this house, I suppose,' said Mr Pickwick.  
Not a spare bed in the house, my dear sir - not a single bed.'  


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