[The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens]@TWC D-Link bookThe Pickwick Papers CHAPTER XXVIII 7/25
We will walk forward at once.' Having given this direction, and settled with the coachman, Mr.Pickwick and his three friends struck into the footpath across the fields, and walked briskly away, leaving Mr.Weller and the fat boy confronted together for the first time.
Sam looked at the fat boy with great astonishment, but without saying a word; and began to stow the luggage rapidly away in the cart, while the fat boy stood quietly by, and seemed to think it a very interesting sort of thing to see Mr.Weller working by himself. 'There,' said Sam, throwing in the last carpet-bag, 'there they are!' 'Yes,' said the fat boy, in a very satisfied tone, 'there they are.' 'Vell, young twenty stun,' said Sam, 'you're a nice specimen of a prize boy, you are!' 'Thank'ee,' said the fat boy. 'You ain't got nothin' on your mind as makes you fret yourself, have you ?' inquired Sam. 'Not as I knows on,' replied the fat boy. 'I should rayther ha' thought, to look at you, that you was a-labourin' under an unrequited attachment to some young 'ooman,' said Sam. The fat boy shook his head. 'Vell,' said Sam, 'I am glad to hear it.
Do you ever drink anythin' ?' 'I likes eating better,' replied the boy. 'Ah,' said Sam, 'I should ha' s'posed that; but what I mean is, should you like a drop of anythin' as'd warm you? but I s'pose you never was cold, with all them elastic fixtures, was you ?' 'Sometimes,' replied the boy; 'and I likes a drop of something, when it's good.' 'Oh, you do, do you ?' said Sam, 'come this way, then!' The Blue Lion tap was soon gained, and the fat boy swallowed a glass of liquor without so much as winking--a feat which considerably advanced him in Mr.Weller's good opinion.
Mr.Weller having transacted a similar piece of business on his own account, they got into the cart. 'Can you drive ?' said the fat boy.
'I should rayther think so,' replied Sam. 'There, then,' said the fat boy, putting the reins in his hand, and pointing up a lane, 'it's as straight as you can go; you can't miss it.' With these words, the fat boy laid himself affectionately down by the side of the cod-fish, and, placing an oyster-barrel under his head for a pillow, fell asleep instantaneously. 'Well,' said Sam, 'of all the cool boys ever I set my eyes on, this here young gen'l'm'n is the coolest.
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