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

           Pickwickwithalongandcircumstantialaccounthowthatgentlemanoncedrankhimselfintoafeverandgothisheadshaved;therelationofwhichpleasantandagreeablehistorywasonlystoppedbythestoppageofthechaiseattheBellatBerkeleyHeath,tochangehorses.

           ‘Isay!We’regoingtodinehere,aren’twe?’saidBob,lookinginatthewindow.

           ‘Dine!’saidMr.Pickwick.‘Why,wehaveonlycomenineteenmiles,andhaveeighty-sevenandahalftogo.’

           ‘Justthereasonwhyweshouldtakesomethingtoenableustobearupagainstthefatigue,’remonstratedMr.BobSawyer.

           ‘Oh,it’squiteimpossibletodineathalf-pasteleveno’clockintheday,’repliedMr.Pickwick,lookingathiswatch.

           ‘Soitis,’rejoinedBob,‘lunchistheverything.Hollo,yousir!Lunchforthree,directly;andkeepthehorsesbackforaquarterofanhour.Tellthemtoputeverythingtheyhavecold,onthetable,andsomebottledale,andletustasteyourverybestMadeira.’Issuingtheseorderswithmonstrousimportanceandbustle,Mr.BobSawyeratoncehurriedintothehousetosuperintendthearrangements;inlessthanfiveminuteshereturnedanddeclaredthemtobeexcellent.

           ThequalityofthelunchfullyjustifiedtheeulogiumwhichBobhadpronounced,andverygreatjusticewasdonetoit,notonlybythatgentleman,butMr.BenAllenandMr.Pickwickalso.

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