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How the Pickwickians made and cultivated the Acquaintance of a Couple of nice young Men belonging to

           

           ‘Thesetheseareveryawkwardskates;ain’tthey,Sam?’inquiredMr.Winkle,staggering.

           ‘I’mafeerdthere’saorkardgen’l’m’nin’em,Sir,’repliedSam.

           ‘Now,Winkle,’criedMr.Pickwick,quiteunconsciousthattherewasanythingthematter.‘Come;theladiesareallanxiety.’

           ‘Yes,yes,’repliedMr.Winkle,withaghastlysmile.‘I’mcoming.’

           ‘Justa-goin’tobegin,’saidSam,endeavouringtodisengagehimself.‘Now,Sir,startoff!’

           ‘Stopaninstant,Sam,’gaspedMr.Winkle,clingingmostaffectionatelytoMr.Weller.‘IfindI’vegotacoupleofcoatsathomethatIdon’twant,Sam.Youmayhavethem,Sam.’

           ‘Thank’ee,Sir,’repliedMr.Weller.

           ‘Nevermindtouchingyourhat,Sam,’saidMr.Winklehastily.‘Youneedn’ttakeyourhandawaytodothat.ImeanttohavegivenyoufiveshillingsthismorningforaChristmasbox,Sam.I’llgiveityouthisafternoon,Sam.’

           ‘You’rewerygood,sir,’repliedMr.Weller.

           ‘Justholdmeatfirst,Sam;willyou?’saidMr.Winkle.‘Therethat’sright.Ishallsoongetinthewayofit,Sam.Nottoofast,Sam;nottoofast.’

           Mr.Winkle,stoopingforward,withhisbodyhalfdoubledup,wasbeingassistedovertheicebyMr.Weller,inaverysingularandun-swan-likemanner,whenMr.

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