He was a quick and powerful reasoner; and a moment's reflection sufficed to remind him of the impotency of his rage.

It subsided as quickly as it had been roused.

He panted for breath, and looked benignantly round upon his friends.
Shall we tell the lamentations that ensued when Miss Wardle found herself deserted by the faithless Jingle?
Shall we extract Mr.
Pickwick's masterly description of that heartrending scene?
His note-book, blotted with the tears of sympathising humanity, lies open before us; one word, and it is in the printer's hands.

But, no! we will be resolute! We will not wring the public bosom, with the delineation of such suffering! Slowly and sadly did the two friends and the deserted lady return next day in the Muggleton heavy coach.

Dimly and darkly had the sombre shadows of a summer's night fallen upon all around, when they again reached Dingley Dell, and stood within the entrance to Manor Farm..