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'They are very beautiful,' said Mr Pickwick, as the juveniles turned  
away, after being presented.  
'They are very like their mamma, Sir,' said Mr Pott, majestically.  
'Oh, you naughty man,' exclaimed Mrs. Leo Hunter, playfully tapping  
the editor's arm with her fan (Minerva with a fan!).  
'
Why now, my dear Mrs. Hunter,' said Mr Pott, who was trumpeter in  
ordinary at the Den, 'you know that when your picture was in the  
exhibition of the Royal Academy, last year, everybody inquired  
whether it was intended for you, or your youngest daughter; for you  
were so much alike that there was no telling the difference between  
you.'  
'
Well, and if they did, why need you repeat it, before strangers?' said  
Mrs. Leo Hunter, bestowing another tap on the slumbering lion of the  
Eatanswill GAZETTE.  
'Count, count,' screamed Mrs. Leo Hunter to a well-whiskered  
individual in a foreign uniform, who was passing by.  
'
'
Ah! you want me?' said the count, turning back.  
I want to introduce two very clever people to each other,' said Mrs.  
Leo Hunter. 'Mr Pickwick, I have great pleasure in introducing you to  
Count Smorltork.' She added in a hurried whisper to Mr Pickwick -  
'
The famous foreigner - gathering materials for his great work on  
England - hem! - Count Smorltork, Mr Pickwick.' Mr Pickwick saluted  
the count with all the reverence due to so great a man, and the count  
drew forth a set of tablets.  
'
What you say, Mrs. Hunt?' inquired the count, smiling graciously on  
the gratified Mrs. Leo Hunter, 'Pig Vig or Big Vig - what you call -  
lawyer - eh? I see - that is it. Big Vig' - and the count was proceeding  
to enter Mr Pickwick in his tablets, as a gentleman of the long robe,  
who derived his name from the profession to which he belonged, when  
Mrs. Leo Hunter interposed.  
'No, no, count,' said the lady, 'Pick-wick.'  
'Ah, ah, I see,' replied the count. 'Peek - christian name; Weeks -  
surname; good, ver good. Peek Weeks. How you do, Weeks?'  
'Quite well, I thank you,' replied Mr Pickwick, with all his usual  
affability. 'Have you been long in England?'  
'Long - ver long time - fortnight - more.'  


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