[The Pickwick Papers by Charles Dickens]@TWC D-Link bookThe Pickwick Papers CHAPTER XXXV 23/32
I carried coffee, Sir, for a long time.
It looks very like rappee, sir.' Here, a sharp peal at the bell reduced the powdered-headed footman to the ignominious necessity of putting the fox's head in his pocket, and hastening with a humble countenance to Mr.Bantam's 'study.' By the bye, who ever knew a man who never read or wrote either, who hadn't got some small back parlour which he WOULD call a study! 'There is the answer, sir,' said the powdered-headed footman.
'I'm afraid you'll find it inconveniently large.' 'Don't mention it,' said Sam, taking a letter with a small enclosure. 'It's just possible as exhausted natur' may manage to surwive it.' 'I hope we shall meet again, Sir,' said the powdered-headed footman, rubbing his hands, and following Sam out to the door-step. 'You are wery obligin', sir,' replied Sam.
'Now, don't allow yourself to be fatigued beyond your powers; there's a amiable bein'.
Consider what you owe to society, and don't let yourself be injured by too much work. For the sake o' your feller-creeturs, keep yourself as quiet as you can; only think what a loss you would be!' With these pathetic words, Sam Weller departed. 'A very singular young man that,' said the powdered-headed footman, looking after Mr.Weller, with a countenance which clearly showed he could make nothing of him. Sam said nothing at all.
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