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Lor!' ejaculated that lady, starting at the sudden nature of the  
communication.  
'Yes,' said Mr Jackson, biting his lip. 'It's very important and pressing  
business, which can't be postponed on any account. Indeed, Dodson  
expressly said so to me, and so did Fogg. I've kept the coach on  
purpose for you to go back in.'  
'
How very strange!' exclaimed Mrs. Bardell.  
The ladies agreed that it WAS very strange, but were unanimously of  
opinion that it must be very important, or Dodson & Fogg would never  
have sent; and further, that the business being urgent, she ought to  
repair to Dodson & Fogg's without any delay.  
There was a certain degree of pride and importance about being  
wanted by one's lawyers in such a monstrous hurry, that was by no  
means displeasing to Mrs. Bardell, especially as it might be  
reasonably supposed to enhance her consequence in the eyes of the  
first-floor lodger. She simpered a little, affected extreme vexation and  
hesitation, and at last arrived at the conclusion that she supposed she  
must go.  
'But won't you refresh yourself after your walk, Mr Jackson?' said  
Mrs. Bardell persuasively.  
'
Why, really there ain't much time to lose,' replied Jackson; 'and I've  
got a friend here,' he continued, looking towards the man with the ash  
stick.  
'
Oh, ask your friend to come here, Sir,' said Mrs. Bardell. 'Pray ask  
your friend here, Sir.'  
'
Why, thank'ee, I'd rather not,' said Mr Jackson, with some  
embarrassment of manner. 'He's not much used to ladies' society, and  
it makes him bashful. If you'll order the waiter to deliver him anything  
short, he won't drink it off at once, won't he! - only try him!' Mr  
Jackson's fingers wandered playfully round his nose at this portion of  
his discourse, to warn his hearers that he was speaking ironically.  
The waiter was at once despatched to the bashful gentleman, and the  
bashful gentleman took something; Mr Jackson also took something,  
and the ladies took something, for hospitality's sake. Mr Jackson then  
said he was afraid it was time to go; upon which, Mrs. Sanders, Mrs.  
Cluppins, and Tommy (who it was arranged should accompany Mrs.  
Bardell, leaving the others to Mr Raddle's protection), got into the  
coach.  


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