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Gentleman in the coffee-room, sir,' replied the Boots, as Mr Winkle  
opened the door and confronted him; 'gentleman says he'll not detain  
you a moment, Sir, but he can take no denial.'  
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Very odd!' said Mr Winkle; 'I'll be down directly.'  
He hurriedly wrapped himself in a travelling-shawl and dressing-  
gown, and proceeded downstairs. An old woman and a couple of  
waiters were cleaning the coffee-room, and an officer in undress  
uniform was looking out of the window. He turned round as Mr  
Winkle entered, and made a stiff inclination of the head. Having  
ordered the attendants to retire, and closed the door very carefully, he  
said, 'Mr Winkle, I presume?'  
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My name is Winkle, sir.'  
You will not be surprised, sir, when I inform you that I have called  
here this morning on behalf of my friend, Doctor Slammer, of the  
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7th.'  
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Doctor Slammer!' said Mr Winkle.  
Doctor Slammer. He begged me to express his opinion that your  
conduct of last evening was of a description which no gentleman could  
endure; and' (he added) 'which no one gentleman would pursue  
towards another.'  
Mr Winkle's astonishment was too real, and too evident, to escape the  
observation of Doctor Slammer's friend; he therefore proceeded - 'My  
friend, Doctor Slammer, requested me to add, that he was firmly  
persuaded you were intoxicated during a portion of the evening, and  
possibly unconscious of the extent of the insult you were guilty of. He  
commissioned me to say, that should this be pleaded as an excuse for  
your behaviour, he will consent to accept a written apology, to be  
penned by you, from my dictation.'  
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A written apology!' repeated Mr Winkle, in the most emphatic tone of  
amazement possible.  
'Of course you know the alternative,' replied the visitor coolly.  
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Were you intrusted with this message to me by name?' inquired Mr  
Winkle, whose intellects were hopelessly confused by this  
extraordinary conversation.  
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I was not present myself,' replied the visitor, 'and in consequence of  
your firm refusal to give your card to Doctor Slammer, I was desired  
by that gentleman to identify the wearer of a very uncommon coat - a  


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