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Chapter XXXVIII  
How Mr Winkle, When He Stepped Out Of The Frying-Pan, Walked  
Gently And Comfortably Into The Fire  
The ill-starred gentleman who had been the unfortunate cause of the  
unusual noise and disturbance which alarmed the inhabitants of the  
Royal Crescent in manner and form already described, after passing a  
night of great confusion and anxiety, left the roof beneath which his  
friends still slumbered, bound he knew not whither. The excellent and  
considerate feelings which prompted Mr Winkle to take this step can  
never be too highly appreciated or too warmly extolled. 'If,' reasoned  
Mr Winkle with himself - 'if this Dowler attempts (as I have no doubt  
he will) to carry into execution his threat of personal violence against  
myself, it will be incumbent on me to call him out. He has a wife; that  
wife is attached to, and dependent on him. Heavens! If I should kill  
him in the blindness of my wrath, what would be my feelings ever  
afterwards!' This painful consideration operated so powerfully on the  
feelings of the humane young man, as to cause his knees to knock  
together, and his countenance to exhibit alarming manifestations of  
inward emotion. Impelled by such reflections, he grasped his carpet-  
bag, and creeping stealthily downstairs, shut the detestable street  
door with as little noise as possible, and walked off. Bending his steps  
towards the Royal Hotel, he found a coach on the point of starting for  
Bristol, and, thinking Bristol as good a place for his purpose as any  
other he could go to, he mounted the box, and reached his place of  
destination in such time as the pair of horses, who went the whole  
stage and back again, twice a day or more, could be reasonably  
supposed to arrive there. He took up his quarters at the Bush, and  
designing to postpone any communication by letter with Mr Pickwick  
until it was probable that Mr Dowler's wrath might have in some  
degree evaporated, walked forth to view the city, which struck him as  
being a shade more dirty than any place he had ever seen. Having  
inspected the docks and shipping, and viewed the cathedral, he  
inquired his way to Clifton, and being directed thither, took the route  
which was pointed out to him. But as the pavements of Bristol are not  
the widest or cleanest upon earth, so its streets are not altogether the  
straightest or least intricate; and Mr Winkle, being greatly puzzled by  
their manifold windings and twistings, looked about him for a decent  
shop in which he could apply afresh for counsel and instruction.  
His eye fell upon a newly-painted tenement which had been recently  
converted into something between a shop and a private house, and  
which a red lamp, projecting over the fanlight of the street door, would  
have sufficiently announced as the residence of a medical practitioner,  
even if the word 'Surgery' had not been inscribed in golden characters  
on a wainscot ground, above the window of what, in times bygone,  
had been the front parlour. Thinking this an eligible place wherein to  


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