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You shall have this presently,' said Pott, looking up, pale with rage,
and quivering in his speech, from the same cause. 'Ha! ha! you will be
amused with this FELLOW'S audacity.'
Terrible emphasis was laid upon 'thing' and 'fellow'; and the faces of
both editors began to glow with defiance.
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The ribaldry of this miserable man is despicably disgusting,' said Pott,
pretending to address Bob Sawyer, and scowling upon Slurk. Here, Mr
Slurk laughed very heartily, and folding up the paper so as to get at a
fresh column conveniently, said, that the blockhead really amused
him.
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What an impudent blunderer this fellow is,' said Pott, turning from
pink to crimson.
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Did you ever read any of this man's foolery, Sir?' inquired Slurk of
Bob Sawyer.
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Never,' replied Bob; 'is it very bad?'
Oh, shocking! shocking!' rejoined Slurk.
Really! Dear me, this is too atrocious!' exclaimed Pott, at this
juncture; still feigning to be absorbed in his reading.
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If you can wade through a few sentences of malice, meanness,
falsehood, perjury, treachery, and cant,' said Slurk, handing the paper
to Bob, 'you will, perhaps, be somewhat repaid by a laugh at the style
of this ungrammatical twaddler.'
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What's that you said, Sir?' inquired Mr Pott, looking up, trembling all
over with passion.
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What's that to you, sir?' replied Slurk.
Ungrammatical twaddler, was it, sir?' said Pott.
Yes, sir, it was,' replied Slurk; 'and BLUE BORE, Sir, if you like that
better; ha! ha!'
Mr Pott retorted not a word at this jocose insult, but deliberately
folded up his copy of the INDEPENDENT, flattened it carefully down,
crushed it beneath his boot, spat upon it with great ceremony, and
flung it into the fire.
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