[The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens]@TWC D-Link bookThe Pickwick Papers CHAPTER XXV 22/27
Do you understand that, Sir ?' Mr.Muzzle again paused for a reply; and again Mr.Trotter disappointed him. 'Well, then,' said Mr.Muzzle, 'I'm very sorry to have to explain myself before ladies, but the urgency of the case will be my excuse.
The back kitchen's empty, Sir.
If you will step in there, Sir, Mr.Weller will see fair, and we can have mutual satisfaction till the bell rings. Follow me, Sir!' As Mr.Muzzle uttered these words, he took a step or two towards the door; and, by way of saving time, began to pull off his coat as he walked along. Now, the cook no sooner heard the concluding words of this desperate challenge, and saw Mr.Muzzle about to put it into execution, than she uttered a loud and piercing shriek; and rushing on Mr.Job Trotter, who rose from his chair on the instant, tore and buffeted his large flat face, with an energy peculiar to excited females, and twining her hands in his long black hair, tore therefrom about enough to make five or six dozen of the very largest-sized mourning-rings.
Having accomplished this feat with all the ardour which her devoted love for Mr.Muzzle inspired, she staggered back; and being a lady of very excitable and delicate feelings, she instantly fell under the dresser, and fainted away. At this moment, the bell rang. 'That's for you, Job Trotter,' said Sam; and before Mr.Trotter could offer remonstrance or reply--even before he had time to stanch the wounds inflicted by the insensible lady--Sam seized one arm and Mr. Muzzle the other, and one pulling before, and the other pushing behind, they conveyed him upstairs, and into the parlour. It was an impressive tableau.
Alfred Jingle, Esquire, alias Captain Fitz-Marshall, was standing near the door with his hat in his hand, and a smile on his face, wholly unmoved by his very unpleasant situation. Confronting him, stood Mr.Pickwick, who had evidently been inculcating some high moral lesson; for his left hand was beneath his coat tail, and his right extended in air, as was his wont when delivering himself of an impressive address.
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