So Mr.Pickwick and his friends, having washed off all marks of their late encounter, were introduced to the ladies, and soon afterwards to their dinner; and Mr.Weller, whom the magistrate, with his peculiar sagacity, had discovered in half an hour to be one of the finest fellows alive, was consigned to the care and guardianship of Mr.
Muzzle, who was specially enjoined to take him below, and make much of him.
'How de do, sir ?' said Mr.Muzzle, as he conducted Mr.Weller down the kitchen stairs.
'Why, no considerable change has taken place in the state of my system, since I see you cocked up behind your governor's chair in the parlour, a little vile ago,' replied Sam.
'You will excuse my not taking more notice of you then,' said Mr.
Muzzle.

'You see, master hadn't introduced us, then.

Lord, how fond he is of you, Mr.Weller, to be sure!' 'Ah!' said Sam, 'what a pleasant chap he is!' 'Ain't he ?'replied Mr.Muzzle.
'So much humour,' said Sam.
'And such a man to speak,' said Mr.Muzzle.

'How his ideas flow, don't they ?' 'Wonderful,' replied Sam; 'they comes a-pouring out, knocking each other's heads so fast, that they seems to stun one another; you hardly know what he's arter, do you ?' 'That's the great merit of his style of speaking,' rejoined Mr.Muzzle.

'Take care of the last step, Mr.Weller.
Would you like to wash your hands, sir, before we join the ladies'! Here's a sink, with the water laid on, Sir, and a clean jack towel behind the door.' 'Ah! perhaps I may as well have a rinse,' replied Mr.Weller, applying plenty of yellow soap to the towel, and rubbing away till his face shone again.