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as brief as possible, and be content that, for their own sakes, they will
not expose themselves.'
As he comforted himself with these reflections, the chaise stopped at
the door of the Old Royal. Ben Allen having been partially awakened
from a stupendous sleep, and dragged out by the collar by Mr Samuel
Weller, Mr Pickwick was enabled to alight. They were shown to a
comfortable apartment, and Mr Pickwick at once propounded a
question to the waiter concerning the whereabout of Mr Winkle's
residence.
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Close by, Sir,' said the waiter, 'not above five hundred yards, Sir. Mr
Winkle is a wharfinger, Sir, at the canal, sir. Private residence is not -
oh dear, no, sir, not five hundred yards, sir.' Here the waiter blew a
candle out, and made a feint of lighting it again, in order to afford Mr
Pickwick an opportunity of asking any further questions, if he felt so
disposed. 'Take anything now, Sir?' said the waiter, lighting the candle
in desperation at Mr Pickwick's silence. 'Tea or coffee, Sir? Dinner,
sir?'
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Nothing now.'
Very good, sir. Like to order supper, Sir?'
Not just now.'
Very good, Sir.' Here, he walked slowly to the door, and then stopping
short, turned round and said, with great suavity -
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Shall I send the chambermaid, gentlemen?'
You may if you please,' replied Mr Pickwick.
If YOU please, sir.'
And bring some soda-water,' said Bob Sawyer.
Soda-water, Sir! Yes, Sir.' With his mind apparently relieved from an
overwhelming weight, by having at last got an order for something, the
waiter imperceptibly melted away. Waiters never walk or run. They
have a peculiar and mysterious power of skimming out of rooms,
which other mortals possess not.
Some slight symptoms of vitality having been awakened in Mr Ben
Allen by the soda-water, he suffered himself to be prevailed upon to
wash his face and hands, and to submit to be brushed by Sam. Mr
Pickwick and Bob Sawyer having also repaired the disorder which the
journey had made in their apparel, the three started forth, arm in
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