[The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens]@TWC D-Link bookThe Pickwick Papers CHAPTER XIII 17/24
"It's a wery bad road between this and London," says the gen'l'm'n.--"Here and there it is a heavy road," says my father.--" 'Specially near the canal, I think," says the gen'l'm'n.--"Nasty bit that 'ere," says my father.--"Well, Mr.Weller," says the gen'l'm'n, "you're a wery good whip, and can do what you like with your horses, we know.
We're all wery fond o' you, Mr.Weller, so in case you should have an accident when you're bringing these here woters down, and should tip 'em over into the canal vithout hurtin' of 'em, this is for yourself," says he.--"Gen'l'm'n, you're wery kind," says my father, "and I'll drink your health in another glass of wine," says he; vich he did, and then buttons up the money, and bows himself out.
You wouldn't believe, sir,' continued Sam, with a look of inexpressible impudence at his master, 'that on the wery day as he came down with them woters, his coach WAS upset on that 'ere wery spot, and ev'ry man on 'em was turned into the canal.' 'And got out again ?' inquired Mr.Pickwick hastily. 'Why,' replied Sam very slowly, 'I rather think one old gen'l'm'n was missin'; I know his hat was found, but I ain't quite certain whether his head was in it or not.
But what I look at is the hex-traordinary and wonderful coincidence, that arter what that gen'l'm'n said, my father's coach should be upset in that wery place, and on that wery day!' 'it is, no doubt, a very extraordinary circumstance indeed,' said Mr. Pickwick.
'But brush my hat, Sam, for I hear Mr.Winkle calling me to breakfast.' With these words Mr.Pickwick descended to the parlour, where he found breakfast laid, and the family already assembled.
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