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Doctor Slammer, yesterday evening, whether he is really that  
individual or not;' and having delivered this suggestion, with a very  
sage and mysterious air, the man with the camp-stool took a large  
pinch of snuff, and looked profoundly round, with the air of an  
authority in such matters.  
Now Mr Winkle had opened his eyes, and his ears too, when he heard  
his adversary call out for a cessation of hostilities; and perceiving by  
what he had afterwards said that there was, beyond all question,  
some mistake in the matter, he at once foresaw the increase of  
reputation he should inevitably acquire by concealing the real motive  
of his coming out; he therefore stepped boldly forward, and said -  
'I am not the person. I know it.'  
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Then, that,' said the man with the camp-stool, 'is an affront to Doctor  
Slammer, and a sufficient reason for proceeding immediately.'  
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Pray be quiet, Payne,' said the doctor's second. 'Why did you not  
communicate this fact to me this morning, Sir?'  
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To be sure - to be sure,' said the man with the camp-stool  
indignantly.  
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I entreat you to be quiet, Payne,' said the other. 'May I repeat my  
question, Sir?'  
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Because, Sir,' replied Mr Winkle, who had had time to deliberate upon  
his answer, 'because, Sir, you described an intoxicated and  
ungentlemanly person as wearing a coat which I have the honour, not  
only to wear but to have invented - the proposed uniform, Sir, of the  
Pickwick Club in London. The honour of that uniform I feel bound to  
maintain, and I therefore, without inquiry, accepted the challenge  
which you offered me.'  
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My dear Sir,' said the good-humoured little doctor advancing with  
extended hand, 'I honour your gallantry. Permit me to say, Sir, that I  
highly admire your conduct, and extremely regret having caused you  
the inconvenience of this meeting, to no purpose.'  
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I beg you won't mention it, Sir,' said Mr Winkle.  
I shall feel proud of your acquaintance, Sir,' said the little doctor.  
It will afford me the greatest pleasure to know you, sir,' replied Mr  
Winkle. Thereupon the doctor and Mr Winkle shook hands, and then  
Mr Winkle and Lieutenant Tappleton (the doctor's second), and then  
Mr Winkle and the man with the camp-stool, and, finally, Mr Winkle  


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