Good-evening, Sir!' and the lieutenant bounced out of the room.
'And allow me to say, Sir,' said the irascible Doctor Payne, 'that if I had been Tappleton, or if I had been Slammer, I would have pulled your nose, Sir, and the nose of every man in this company.

I would, sir--every man.

Payne is my name, sir--Doctor Payne of the 43rd.
Good-evening, Sir.' Having concluded this speech, and uttered the last three words in a loud key, he stalked majestically after his friend, closely followed by Doctor Slammer, who said nothing, but contented himself by withering the company with a look.

Rising rage and extreme bewilderment had swelled the noble breast of Mr.Pickwick, almost to the bursting of his waistcoat, during the delivery of the above defiance.

He stood transfixed to the spot, gazing on vacancy.