Could the man Weller, in a moment of remorse, have divulged some secret conspiracy for his assassination?
It was a dreadful thought.

He was a public man; and he turned paler, as he thought of Julius Caesar and Mr.Perceval.
The magistrate looked at Mr.Pickwick again, and beckoned Mr.Jinks.
'What do you think of this request, Mr.Jinks ?' murmured Mr.Nupkins.
Mr.Jinks, who didn't exactly know what to think of it, and was afraid he might offend, smiled feebly, after a dubious fashion, and, screwing up the corners of his mouth, shook his head slowly from side to side.
'Mr.Jinks,' said the magistrate gravely, 'you are an ass.' At this little expression of opinion, Mr.Jinks smiled again--rather more feebly than before--and edged himself, by degrees, back into his own corner.
Mr.Nupkins debated the matter within himself for a few seconds, and then, rising from his chair, and requesting Mr.Pickwick and Sam to follow him, led the way into a small room which opened into the justice-parlour.

Desiring Mr.Pickwick to walk to the upper end of the little apartment, and holding his hand upon the half-closed door, that he might be able to effect an immediate escape, in case there was the least tendency to a display of hostilities, Mr.Nupkins expressed his readiness to hear the communication, whatever it might be.
'I will come to the point at once, sir,' said Mr.Pickwick; 'it affects yourself and your credit materially.

I have every reason to believe, Sir, that you are harbouring in your house a gross impostor!' 'Two,' interrupted Sam.

'Mulberry agin all natur, for tears and willainny!' 'Sam,' said Mr.Pickwick, 'if I am to render myself intelligible to this gentleman, I must beg you to control your feelings.' 'Wery sorry, Sir,' replied Mr.Weller; 'but when I think o' that 'ere Job, I can't help opening the walve a inch or two.' 'In one word, Sir,' said Mr.Pickwick, 'is my servant right in suspecting that a certain Captain Fitz-Marshall is in the habit of visiting here?
Because,' added Mr.Pickwick, as he saw that Mr.Nupkins was about to offer a very indignant interruption, 'because if he be, I know that person to be a--' 'Hush, hush,' said Mr.Nupkins, closing the door.