How Mr. Pickwick sped upon his Mission, and how he was reinforced in the Outset by a most unexpected

           Thehorseswereputto,punctuallyataquarterbeforeninenextmorning,andMr.PickwickandSamWellerhavingeachtakenhisseat,theoneinsideandtheotherout,thepostillionwasdulydirectedtorepairinthefirstinstancetoMr.BobSawyer’shouse,forthepurposeoftakingupMr.BenjaminAllen.

           Itwaswithfeelingsofnosmallastonishment,whenthecarriagedrewupbeforethedoorwiththeredlamp,andtheverylegibleinscriptionof‘Sawyer,lateNockemorf,’thatMr.Pickwicksaw,onpoppinghisheadoutofthecoachwindow,theboyinthegrayliveryverybusilyemployedinputtinguptheshuttersthewhich,beinganunusualandanunbusinesslikeproceedingatthathourofthemorning,atoncesuggestedtohismindtwoinferences:theone,thatsomegoodfriendandpatientofMr.BobSawyer’swasdead;theother,thatMr.BobSawyerhimselfwasbankrupt.

           ‘Whatisthematter?’saidMr.Pickwicktotheboy.

           ‘Nothing’sthematter,Sir,’repliedtheboy,expandinghismouthtothewholebreadthofhiscountenance.

           ‘Allright,allright!’criedBobSawyer,suddenlyappearingatthedoor,withasmallleathernknapsack,limpanddirty,inonehand,andaroughcoatandshawlthrownovertheotherarm.‘I’mgoing,oldfellow.’

           ‘You!’exclaimedMr.Pickwick.

           ‘Yes,’repliedBobSawyer,‘andaregularexpeditionwe’llmakeofit.Here,Sam!Lookout!’ThusbrieflybespeakingMr.Weller’sattention,Mr.

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