The Pickwick Papers


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Here he went through the not very difficult process of winking upon  
the company with his solitary eye, to the enthusiastic delight of an  
elderly personage with a dirty face and a clay pipe.  
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Rum creeters is women,' said the dirty-faced man, after a pause.  
Ah! no mistake about that,' said a very red-faced man, behind a cigar.  
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After this little bit of philosophy there was another pause.  
There's rummer things than women in this world though, mind you,'  
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said the man with the black eye, slowly filling a large Dutch pipe, with  
a most capacious bowl.  
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Are you married?' inquired the dirty-faced man.  
Can't say I am.'  
I thought not.' Here the dirty-faced man fell into ecstasies of mirth at  
his own retort, in which he was joined by a man of bland voice and  
placid countenance, who always made it a point to agree with  
everybody.  
'Women, after all, gentlemen,' said the enthusiastic Mr Snodgrass, 'are  
the great props and comforts of our existence.'  
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So they are,' said the placid gentleman.  
When they're in a good humour,' interposed the dirty-faced man.  
And that's very true,' said the placid one.  
I repudiate that qualification,' said Mr Snodgrass, whose thoughts  
were fast reverting to Emily Wardle. 'I repudiate it with disdain - with  
indignation. Show me the man who says anything against women, as  
women, and I boldly declare he is not a man.' And Mr Snodgrass took  
his cigar from his mouth, and struck the table violently with his  
clenched fist.  
'That's good sound argument,' said the placid man.  
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Containing a position which I deny,' interrupted he of the dirty  
countenance.  
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And there's certainly a very great deal of truth in what you observe  
too, Sir,' said the placid gentleman.  


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