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At length they arrived at the large stone. Here Sam recommended his  
master and Mr Winkle to seat themselves, while he reconnoitred, and  
ascertained whether Mary was yet in waiting.  
After an absence of five or ten minutes, Sam returned to say that the  
gate was opened, and all quiet. Following him with stealthy tread, Mr  
Pickwick and Mr Winkle soon found themselves in the garden. Here  
everybody said, 'Hush!' a good many times; and that being done, no  
one seemed to have any very distinct apprehension of what was to be  
done next.  
'
Is Miss Allen in the garden yet, Mary?' inquired Mr Winkle, much  
agitated.  
'
I don't know, sir,' replied the pretty housemaid. 'The best thing to be  
done, sir, will be for Mr Weller to give you a hoist up into the tree, and  
perhaps Mr Pickwick will have the goodness to see that nobody comes  
up the lane, while I watch at the other end of the garden. Goodness  
gracious, what's that?'  
'
That 'ere blessed lantern 'ull be the death on us all,' exclaimed Sam  
peevishly. 'Take care wot you're a-doin' on, sir; you're a-sendin' a  
blaze o' light, right into the back parlour winder.'  
'
Dear me!' said Mr Pickwick, turning hastily aside, 'I didn't mean to do  
that.'  
'Now, it's in the next house, sir,' remonstrated Sam.  
'Bless my heart!' exclaimed Mr Pickwick, turning round again.  
'
'
Now, it's in the stable, and they'll think the place is afire,' said Sam.  
Shut it up, sir, can't you?'  
'
It's the most extraordinary lantern I ever met with, in all my life!'  
exclaimed Mr Pickwick, greatly bewildered by the effects he had so  
unintentionally produced. 'I never saw such a powerful reflector.'  
'
It'll be vun too powerful for us, if you keep blazin' avay in that  
manner, sir,' replied Sam, as Mr Pickwick, after various unsuccessful  
efforts, managed to close the slide. 'There's the young lady's footsteps.  
Now, Mr Winkle, sir, up vith you.'  
'
Stop, stop!' said Mr Pickwick, 'I must speak to her first. Help me up,  
Sam.'  


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