Never mind; I dare say I shall manage to recollect it, in the course of half an hour or so.' The prim man arrived at this point just as the glasses came back, when Mr.Bob Sawyer, who had been absorbed in attention during the whole time, said he should very much like to hear the end of it, for, so far as it went, it was, without exception, the very best story he had ever heard.

The sight of the tumblers restored Bob Sawyer to a degree of equanimity which he had not possessed since his interview with his landlady.

His face brightened up, and he began to feel quite convivial.
'Now, Betsy,' said Mr.Bob Sawyer, with great suavity, and dispersing, at the same time, the tumultuous little mob of glasses the girl had collected in the centre of the table--'now, Betsy, the warm water; be brisk, there's a good girl.' 'You can't have no warm water,' replied Betsy.
'No warm water!' exclaimed Mr.Bob Sawyer.
'No,' said the girl, with a shake of the head which expressed a more decided negative than the most copious language could have conveyed.
'Missis Raddle said you warn't to have none.' The surprise depicted on the countenances of his guests imparted new courage to the host.
'Bring up the warm water instantly--instantly!' said Mr.Bob Sawyer, with desperate sternness.
'No.

I can't,' replied the girl; 'Missis Raddle raked out the kitchen fire afore she went to bed, and locked up the kittle.' 'Oh, never mind; never mind.

Pray don't disturb yourself about such a trifle,' said Mr.Pickwick, observing the conflict of Bob Sawyer's passions, as depicted in his countenance, 'cold water will do very well.' 'Oh, admirably,' said Mr.Benjamin Allen.
'My landlady is subject to some slight attacks of mental derangement,' remarked Bob Sawyer, with a ghastly smile; 'I fear I must give her warning.' 'No, don't,' said Ben Allen.
'I fear I must,' said Bob, with heroic firmness.