The Pickwick Papers


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Lowten!' cried Perker, at this moment. 'Open the door.'  
Wait one instant,' said Mr Pickwick. 'Perker, I WILL speak.'  
My dear Sir, pray let the matter rest where it is,' said the little  
attorney, who had been in a state of nervous apprehension during the  
whole interview; 'Mr Pickwick, I beg - '  
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I will not be put down, Sir,' replied Mr Pickwick hastily. 'Mr Dodson,  
you have addressed some remarks to me.'  
Dodson turned round, bent his head meekly, and smiled.  
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Some remarks to me,' repeated Mr Pickwick, almost breathless; 'and  
your partner has tendered me his hand, and you have both assumed  
a tone of forgiveness and high-mindedness, which is an extent of  
impudence that I was not prepared for, even in you.'  
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What, sir!' exclaimed Dodson.  
What, sir!' reiterated Fogg.  
Do you know that I have been the victim of your plots and  
conspiracies?' continued Mr Pickwick. 'Do you know that I am the  
man whom you have been imprisoning and robbing? Do you know  
that you were the attorneys for the plaintiff, in Bardell and Pickwick?'  
'Yes, sir, we do know it,' replied Dodson.  
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Of course we know it, Sir,' rejoined Fogg, slapping his pocket -  
perhaps by accident.  
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I see that you recollect it with satisfaction,' said Mr Pickwick,  
attempting to call up a sneer for the first time in his life, and failing  
most signally in so doing. 'Although I have long been anxious to tell  
you, in plain terms, what my opinion of you is, I should have let even  
this opportunity pass, in deference to my friend Perker's wishes, but  
for the unwarrantable tone you have assumed, and your insolent  
familiarity. I say insolent familiarity, sir,' said Mr Pickwick, turning  
upon Fogg with a fierceness of gesture which caused that person to  
retreat towards the door with great expedition.  
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Take care, Sir,' said Dodson, who, though he was the biggest man of  
the party, had prudently entrenched himself behind Fogg, and was  
speaking over his head with a very pale face. 'Let him assault you, Mr  
Fogg; don't return it on any account.'  


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