Sir,' said Mr.Magnus; 'this way, if you please.
Excuse us for one instant, gentlemen.' Hurrying on in this way, Mr.
Peter Magnus drew Mr.Pickwick from the room.

He paused at the next door in the passage, and tapped gently thereat.
'Come in,' said a female voice.

And in they went.
'Miss Witherfield,' said Mr.Magnus, 'allow me to introduce my very particular friend, Mr.Pickwick.

Mr.Pickwick, I beg to make you known to Miss Witherfield.' The lady was at the upper end of the room.

As Mr.Pickwick bowed, he took his spectacles from his waistcoat pocket, and put them on; a process which he had no sooner gone through, than, uttering an exclamation of surprise, Mr.Pickwick retreated several paces, and the lady, with a half-suppressed scream, hid her face in her hands, and dropped into a chair; whereupon Mr.Peter Magnus was stricken motionless on the spot, and gazed from one to the other, with a countenance expressive of the extremities of horror and surprise.