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Showing how Mr. Samuel Weller got into Difficulties

           Youvon’tthinko’arrestin’yourownsonforthemoney,andsendin’himofftotheFleet,willyou,youunnat’ralwagabone?’

           AtthisreplyofSam’s,thefatherandsonexchangedacompletecodeoftelegraphnodsandgestures,afterwhich,theelderMr.Wellersathimselfdownonastonestepandlaughedtillhewaspurple.

           ‘Wotaoldimageitis!’exclaimedSam,indignantatthislossoftime.‘Whatareyoua-settin’downtherefor,con-wertin’yourfaceintoastreet-doorknocker,wenthere’ssomuchtobedone.Where’sthemoney?’‘Intheboot,Sammy,intheboot,’repliedMr.Weller,composinghisfeatures.‘Holdmyhat,Sammy.’

           Havingdivestedhimselfofthisencumbrance,Mr.Wellergavehisbodyasuddenwrenchtooneside,andbyadexteroustwist,contrivedtogethisrighthandintoamostcapaciouspocket,fromwhence,afteragreatdealofpantingandexertion,heextricatedapocket-bookofthelargeoctavosize,fastenedbyahugeleathernstrap.Fromthisledgerhedrewforthacoupleofwhiplashes,threeorfourbuckles,alittlesample-bagofcorn,and,finally,asmallrollofverydirtybank-notes,fromwhichheselectedtherequiredamount,whichhehandedovertoSam.

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