They are very violent people, the people of the house.' 'Shall I step upstairs, and pitch into the landlord ?' inquired Hopkins, 'or keep on ringing the bell, or go and groan on the staircase?
You may command me, Bob.' 'I am very much indebted to you for your friendship and good-nature, Hopkins,' said the wretched Mr.Bob Sawyer, 'but I think the best plan to avoid any further dispute is for us to break up at once.' 'Now, Mr.Sawyer,' screamed the shrill voice of Mrs.Raddle, 'are them brutes going ?' 'They're only looking for their hats, Mrs.Raddle,' said Bob; 'they are going directly.' 'Going!' said Mrs.Raddle, thrusting her nightcap over the banisters just as Mr.Pickwick, followed by Mr.Tupman, emerged from the sitting-room.

'Going! what did they ever come for ?' 'My dear ma'am,' remonstrated Mr.Pickwick, looking up.
'Get along with you, old wretch!' replied Mrs.Raddle, hastily withdrawing the nightcap.

'Old enough to be his grandfather, you willin! You're worse than any of 'em.' Mr.Pickwick found it in vain to protest his innocence, so hurried downstairs into the street, whither he was closely followed by Mr.
Tupman, Mr.Winkle, and Mr.Snodgrass.

Mr.Ben Allen, who was dismally depressed with spirits and agitation, accompanied them as far as London Bridge, and in the course of the walk confided to Mr.Winkle, as an especially eligible person to intrust the secret to, that he was resolved to cut the throat of any gentleman, except Mr.Bob Sawyer, who should aspire to the affections of his sister Arabella.

Having expressed his determination to perform this painful duty of a brother with proper firmness, he burst into tears, knocked his hat over his eyes, and, making the best of his way back, knocked double knocks at the door of the Borough Market office, and took short naps on the steps alternately, until daybreak, under the firm impression that he lived there, and had forgotten the key.
The visitors having all departed, in compliance with the rather pressing request of Mrs.Raddle, the luckless Mr.Bob Sawyer was left alone, to meditate on the probable events of to-morrow, and the pleasures of the evening..