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drawers, and a table against it, and packed up a few necessaries
ready for flight with the first ray of morning.
Dowler came up to the outside of the door; avowed, through the
keyhole, his steadfast determination of cutting Mr Winkle's throat next
day; and, after a great confusion of voices in the drawing-room,
amidst which that of Mr Pickwick was distinctly heard endeavouring
to make peace, the inmates dispersed to their several bed-chambers,
and all was quiet once more.
It is not unlikely that the inquiry may be made, where Mr Weller was,
all this time? We will state where he was, in the next chapter.
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