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I have seen him,' replied the middle-aged lady.  
Where?' inquired Mr Magnus, 'where?'  
That,' said the middle-aged lady, rising from her seat, and averting  
her head - 'that I would not reveal for worlds.'  
'I understand you, ma'am,' said Mr Pickwick, 'and respect your  
delicacy; it shall never be revealed by ME depend upon it.'  
'Upon my word, ma'am,' said Mr Magnus, 'considering the situation in  
which I am placed with regard to yourself, you carry this matter off  
with tolerable coolness - tolerable coolness, ma'am.'  
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Cruel Mr Magnus!' said the middle-aged lady; here she wept very  
copiously indeed.  
'Address your observations to me, sir,' interposed Mr Pickwick; 'I alone  
am to blame, if anybody be.'  
'Oh! you alone are to blame, are you, sir?' said Mr Magnus; 'I - I - see  
through this, sir. You repent of your determination now, do you?'  
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My determination!' said Mr Pickwick.  
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Your determination, Sir. Oh! don't stare at me, Sir,' said Mr Magnus;  
I recollect your words last night, Sir. You came down here, sir, to  
expose the treachery and falsehood of an individual on whose truth  
and honour you had placed implicit reliance - eh?' Here Mr Peter  
Magnus indulged in a prolonged sneer; and taking off his green  
spectacles - which he probably found superfluous in his fit of jealousy  
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rolled his little eyes about, in a manner frightful to behold.  
'Eh?' said Mr Magnus; and then he repeated the sneer with increased  
effect. 'But you shall answer it, Sir.'  
'Answer what?' said Mr Pickwick.  
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Never mind, sir,' replied Mr Magnus, striding up and down the room.  
Never mind.'  
There must be something very comprehensive in this phrase of 'Never  
mind,' for we do not recollect to have ever witnessed a quarrel in the  
street, at a theatre, public room, or elsewhere, in which it has not  
been the standard reply to all belligerent inquiries. 'Do you call  
yourself a gentleman, sir?' - 'Never mind, sir.' 'Did I offer to say  
anything to the young woman, sir?' - 'Never mind, sir.' 'Do you want  
your head knocked up against that wall, sir?' - 'Never mind, sir.' It is  


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