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Wherein Mr. Peter Magnus grows jealous, and the middle-aged Lady apprehensive, which brings the Pick

           Nupkinswasinastateoftheutmostexcitementandirritation,fortherehadbeenarebellioninthetown;alltheday-scholarsatthelargestday-schoolhadconspiredtobreakthewindowsofanobnoxiousapple-seller,andhadhootedthebeadleandpeltedtheconstabularyanelderlygentlemanintop-boots,whohadbeencalledouttorepressthetumult,andwhohadbeenapeace-officer,manandboy,forhalfacenturyatleast.AndMr.Nupkinswassittinginhiseasy-chair,frowningwithmajesty,andboilingwithrage,whenaladywasannouncedonpressing,private,andparticularbusiness.Mr.Nupkinslookedcalmlyterrible,andcommandedthattheladyshouldbeshownin;whichcommand,likeallthemandatesofemperors,andmagistrates,andothergreatpotentatesoftheearth,wasforthwithobeyed;andMissWitherfield,interestinglyagitated,wasusheredinaccordingly.

           ‘Muzzle!’saidthemagistrate.

           Muzzlewasanundersizedfootman,withalongbodyandshortlegs.

           ‘Muzzle!’‘Yes,yourWorship.’

           ‘Placeachair,andleavetheroom.’

           ‘Yes,yourWorship.’

           ‘Now,ma’am,willyoustateyourbusiness?’saidthemagistrate.

           ‘Itisofaverypainfulkind,Sir,’saidMissWitherfield.

           ‘Verylikely,ma’am,’saidthemagistrate.‘Composeyourfeelings,ma’am.’HereMr.Nupkinslookedbenignant.‘Andthentellmewhatlegalbusinessbringsyouhere,ma’am.

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