Come.' Down they sat to breakfast, but it was evident, notwithstanding the boasting of Mr.Peter Magnus, that he laboured under a very considerable degree of nervousness, of which loss of appetite, a propensity to upset the tea-things, a spectral attempt at drollery, and an irresistible inclination to look at the clock, every other second, were among the principal symptoms.
'He-he-he,'tittered Mr.Magnus, affecting cheerfulness, and gasping with agitation.

'It only wants two minutes, Mr.Pickwick.Am I pale, Sir ?' 'Not very,' replied Mr.Pickwick.
There was a brief pause.
'I beg your pardon, Mr.Pickwick; but have you ever done this sort of thing in your time ?' said Mr.Magnus.
'You mean proposing ?' said Mr.Pickwick.

'Yes.' 'Never,' said Mr.Pickwick, with great energy, 'never.' 'You have no idea, then, how it's best to begin ?' said Mr.Magnus.
'Why,' said Mr.Pickwick, 'I may have formed some ideas upon the subject, but, as I have never submitted them to the test of experience, I should be sorry if you were induced to regulate your proceedings by them.' 'I should feel very much obliged to you, for any advice, Sir,' said Mr.
Magnus, taking another look at the clock, the hand of which was verging on the five minutes past.
'Well, sir,' said Mr.Pickwick, with the profound solemnity with which that great man could, when he pleased, render his remarks so deeply impressive.

'I should commence, sir, with a tribute to the lady's beauty and excellent qualities; from them, Sir, I should diverge to my own unworthiness.' 'Very good,' said Mr.Magnus.
'Unworthiness for HER only, mind, sir,' resumed Mr.Pickwick; 'for to show that I was not wholly unworthy, sir, I should take a brief review of my past life, and present condition.

I should argue, by analogy, that to anybody else, I must be a very desirable object.