We, sir, we, are guided entirely by the statement of our client.That statement, sir, may be true, or it may be false; it may be credible, or it may be incredible; but, if it be true, and if it be credible, I do not hesitate to say, sir, that our grounds of action, sir, are strong, and not to be shaken.You may be an unfortunate man, sir, or you may be a designing one;but if I were called upon, as a juryman upon my oath, sir, to express an opinion of your conduct, sir, I do not hesitate to assert that I should have but one opinion about it." Here Dodson drew himself up, with an air of offended virtue, and looked at Fogg, who thrust his hands further in his pockets, and, nodding his head sagely, said, in a tone of the fullest concurrence, "Most certainly.""Well, sir," said Mr.Pickwick, with considerable pain depicted in his countenance, "you will permit me to assure you, that I am a most unfortunate man, so far as this case is concerned.""I hope you are, sir," replied Dodson; "I trust you may be, sir.If you are really innocent of what is laid to your charge, you are more unfortunate than I had believed any man could possibly be.What do you say, Mr.Fogg?""I say precisely what you say," replied Fogg, with a smile of incredulity.
"The writ, sir, which commences the action," continued Dodson, "was issued regularly.Mr.Fogg, where is the praecipe book?""Here it is," said Fogg, handing over a square book, with a parchment cover.
"Here is the entry," resumed Dodson."`Middlesex, Capias Martha Bardell, widow , v.Samuel Pickwick.Damages, 1500.Dodson and Fogg for the plaintiff, Aug.28, 1830.' All regular, sir; perfectly." Dodson coughed and looked at Fogg, who said "Perfectly," also.And then they both looked at Mr.Pickwick.
"I am to understand, then," said Mr.Pickwick, "that it really is your intention to proceed with this action?""Understand, sir? That you certainly may," replied Dodson, with something as near a smile as his importance would allow.
"And that the damages are actually laid at fifteen hundred pounds?"said Mr.Pickwick.
"To which understanding you may add my assurance, that if we could have prevailed upon our client, they would have been laid at treble the amount, sir:" replied Dodson.
"I believe Mrs.Bardell specially said, however," observed Fogg, glancing at Dodson, "that she would not compromise for a farthing less.""Unquestionably," replied Dodson, sternly.For the action was only just begun; and it wouldn't have done to let Mr.Pickwick compromise it then, even if he had been so disposed.
"As you offer no terms, sir," said Dodson, displaying a slip of parchment in his right hand, and affectionately pressing a paper copy of it, on Mr.
Pickwick with his left, "I had better serve you with a copy of this writ, sir Here is the original, sir.""Very well, gentlemen, very well," said Mr.Pickwick, rising in person and wrath at the same time; "you shall hear from my solicitor, gentlemen.""We shall be very happy to do so," said Fogg, rubbing his hands.
"Very," said Dodson, opening the door.
"And before I go, gentlemen," said the excited Mr.Pickwick, turning round on the landing, "permit me to say, that of all the disgraceful and rascally proceedings--""Stay, sir, stay," interposed Dodson, with great politeness."Mr.Jackson!
Mr.Wicks."
"Sir," said the two clerks, appearing at the bottom of the stairs.
"I merely want you to hear what this gentleman says," replied Dodson.
"Pray, go on, sir--disgraceful and rascally proceedings, I think you said?""I did," said Mr.Pickwick, thoroughly roused."I said, sir, that of all the disgraceful and rascally proceedings that ever were attempted, this is the most so.I repeat it, sir.""You hear that, Mr.Wicks?" said Dodson.
"You won't forget these expressions, Mr.Jackson?" said Fogg.
"Perhaps you would like to call us swindlers, sir," said Dodson."Pray do, sir, if you feel disposed; now pray do, sir.""I do," said Mr.Pickwick."You are swindlers.""Very good," said Dodson."You can hear down there, I hope, Mr.Wicks?""Oh yes, sir," said Wicks.
"You had better come up a step or two higher, if you can't," added Mr.
Fogg."Go on, sir; do go on.You had better call us thieves, sir; or perhaps you would like to assault one of us.Pray do it, sir, if you would; we will not make the smallest resistance.Pray do it, sir."As Fogg put himself very temptingly within the reach of Mr.Pickwick's clenched fist, there is little doubt that that gentleman would have complied with his earnest entreaty, but for the interposition of Sam, who, hearing the dispute, emerged from the office, mounted the stairs, and seized his master by the arm.
"You just come avay," said Mr.Weller."Battledore and shuttlecock's a wery good game, vhen you an't the shuttlecock and two lawyers the battledores, in which case it gets too excitin' to be pleasant.Come avay, sir.If you want to ease your mind by blowing up somebody, come out into the court and blow up me; but it's rayther too expensive work to be carried on here."And without the slightest ceremony, Mr.Weller hauled his master down the stairs, and down the court, and having safely deposited him in Cornhill, fell behind, prepared to follow whithersoever he should lead.
Mr.Pickwick walked on abstractedly, crossed opposite the Mansion House, and bent his steps up Cheapside.Sam began to wonder where they were going, when his master turned round and said:
"Sam, I will go immediately to Mr.Perker's.""That's just exactly the wery place vere you ought to have gone last night, sir," replied Mr.Weller.
"I think it is, Sam," said Mr.Pickwick.
"I know it is," said Mr.Weller.
"Well, well, Sam," replied Mr.Pickwick, "we will go there at once, but first, as I have been rather ruffled, I should like a glass of brandy and warm water, Sam.Where can I have it, Sam?"Mr.Weller's knowledge of London was extensive and peculiar.He replied without the slightest consideration: