"I shall leave this here room, sir, just precisely at the wery same moment as you leaves it," responded Sam, speaking in a forcible manner, and seating himself with perfect gravity."If I find it necessary to carry you away, pick-a-back, o' course I shall leave it the least bit o' time possible afore you; but allow me to express a hope as you won't reduce me to ex-tremities; in saying wich, I merely quote wot the nobleman said to the fractious pennywinkle, ven he vouldn't come out of his shell by means of a pin, and he conseqvently began to be afeered that he should be obliged to crack him in the parlour-door." At the end of this address, which was unusually lengthy for him, Mr.Weller planted his hands on his knees, and looked full in Mr.Winkle's face, with an expression of countenance which showed that he had not the remotest intention of being trifled with.
"You're a amiably-disposed young man, sir, I don't think," resumed Mr.
Weller, in a tone of moral reproof, "to go inwolving our precious governor in all sorts o' fanteegs, wen he's made up his mind to go through every think for principle.You're far worse nor Dodson, sir; and as for Fogg, I consider him a born angel to you!" Mr.Weller having accompanied this last sentiment with an emphatic slap on each knee, folded his arms with a look of great disgust, and threw himself back in his chair, as if awaiting the criminal's defence.
"My good fellow," said Mr.Winkle, extending his hand; his teeth chattering all the time he spoke, for he had been standing, during the whole of Mr.
Weller's lecture, in his night-gear; "My good fellow, I respect your attachment to my excellent friend, and I am very sorry indeed, to have added to his causes for disquiet.There, Sam, there!""Well," said Sam, rather sulkily, but giving the proffered hand a respectful shake at the same time: "Well, so you ought to be, and I am wery glad to find you air; for, if I can help it, I won't have him put upon by nobody, and that's all about it.""Certainly not, Sam," said Mr.Winkle."There! Now go to bed, Sam, and we'll talk further about this, in the morning.""I'm wery sorry," said Sam, "but I can't go to bed.""Not go to bed!" repeated Mr.Winkle.
"No," said Sam, shaking his head."Can't be done.""You don't mean to say you're going back to-night, Sam?" urged Mr.Winkle, greatly surprised.
"Not unless you particklerly wish it," replied Sam; "but I mustn't leave this here room.The governor's orders wos peremptory.""Nonsense, Sam," said Mr.Winkle, "I must stop here two or three days;and more than that, Sam, you must stop here too, to assist me in gaining an interview with a young lady--Miss Allen, Sam; you remember her--whom I must and will see before I leave Bristol."But in reply to each of these positions, Sam shook his head with great firmness, and energetically replied, "It can't be done."After a great deal of argument and representation on the part of Mr.
Winkle, however, and a full disclosure of what had passed in the interview with Dowler, Sam began to waver; and at length a compromise was effected, of which the following were the main and principal conditions:
That Sam should retire, and leave Mr.Winkle in the undisturbed possession of his apartment, on the condition that he had permission to lock the door on the outside, and carry off the key; provided always, that in the event of an alarm of fire, or other dangerous contingency, the door should be instantly unlocked.That a letter should be written to Mr.Pickwick early next morning, and forwarded per Dowler, requesting his consent to Sam and Mr.Winkle's remaining at Bristol, for the purpose, and with the object, already assigned, and begging an answer by the next coach; if favourable, the aforesaid parties to remain accordingly, and if not, to return to Bath immediately on the receipt thereof.And, lastly, that Mr.Winkle should be understood as distinctly pledging himself not to resort to the window, fireplace, or other surreptitious mode of escape, in the meanwhile.These stipulations having been concluded, Sam locked the door and departed.
He had nearly got down-stairs, when he stopped, and drew the key from his pocket.
"I quite forgot about the knockin' down," said Sam, half turning back.
"The governor distinctly said it was to be done.Amazin' stupid o' me, that 'ere! Never mind," said Sam, brightening up, "it's easily done to-morrow, anyvays."Apparently much consoled by this reflection, Mr.Weller once more deposited the key in his pocket, and descending the remainder of the stairs without any fresh visitations of conscience, was soon, in common with the other inmates of the house, buried in profound repose.
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