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Which is all about the Law, and sundry Great Authorities learned therein

           Hethendrewforthfourscrapsofpaper,ofsimilardimensions,eachcontainingaprintedcopyofthestripofparchmentwithblanksforaname;andhavingfilleduptheblanks,putallthefivedocumentsinhispocket,andhurriedaway.

           Themaninthebrowncoat,withthecabalisticdocumentsinhispocket,wasnootherthanouroldacquaintanceMr.Jackson,ofthehouseofDodson&Fogg,Freeman’sCourt,Cornhill.Insteadofreturningtotheofficewhencehecame,however,hebenthisstepsdirecttoSunCourt,andwalkingstraightintotheGeorgeandVulture,demandedtoknowwhetheroneMr.Pickwickwaswithin.

           ‘CallMr.Pickwick’sservant,Tom,’saidthebarmaidoftheGeorgeandVulture.

           ‘Don’ttroubleyourself,’saidMr.Jackson.‘I’vecomeonbusiness.Ifyou’llshowmeMr.Pickwick’sroomI’llstepupmyself.’

           ‘Whatname,Sir?’saidthewaiter.

           ‘Jackson,’repliedtheclerk.

           ThewaitersteppedupstairstoannounceMr.Jackson;butMr.Jacksonsavedhimthetroublebyfollowingcloseathisheels,andwalkingintotheapartmentbeforehecouldarticulateasyllable.

           Mr.Pickwickhad,thatday,invitedhisthreefriendstodinner;theywereallseatedroundthefire,drinkingtheirwine,whenMr.Jacksonpresentedhimself,asabovedescribed.

           ‘Howdedo,sir?’saidMr.Jackson,noddingtoMr.Pickwick.

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