'I thought they'd a wery strong flavour o' warm flat irons.' 'That IS the killibeate, Mr.Weller,' observed Mr.John Smauker contemptuously.
'Well, if it is, it's a wery inexpressive word, that's all,' said Sam.
'It may be, but I ain't much in the chimical line myself, so I can't say.' And here, to the great horror of Mr.John Smauker, Sam Weller began to whistle.
'I beg your pardon, Mr.Weller,' said Mr.John Smauker, agonised at the exceeding ungenteel sound, 'will you take my arm ?' 'Thank'ee, you're wery good, but I won't deprive you of it,' replied Sam.

'I've rayther a way o' putting my hands in my pockets, if it's all the same to you.' As Sam said this, he suited the action to the word, and whistled far louder than before.
'This way,' said his new friend, apparently much relieved as they turned down a by-street; 'we shall soon be there.' 'Shall we ?' said Sam, quite unmoved by the announcement of his close vicinity to the select footmen of Bath.
'Yes,' said Mr.John Smauker.

'Don't be alarmed, Mr.Weller.' 'Oh, no,' said Sam.
'You'll see some very handsome uniforms, Mr.Weller,' continued Mr.John Smauker; 'and perhaps you'll find some of the gentlemen rather high at first, you know, but they'll soon come round.' 'That's wery kind on 'em,' replied Sam.

'And you know,' resumed Mr.
John Smauker, with an air of sublime protection--'you know, as you're a stranger, perhaps, they'll be rather hard upon you at first.' 'They won't be wery cruel, though, will they ?' inquired Sam.
'No, no,' replied Mr.John Smauker, pulling forth the fox's head, and taking a gentlemanly pinch.

'There are some funny dogs among us, and they will have their joke, you know; but you mustn't mind 'em, you mustn't mind 'em.' 'I'll try and bear up agin such a reg'lar knock down o' talent,' replied Sam.
'That's right,' said Mr.John Smauker, putting forth his fox's head, and elevating his own; 'I'll stand by you.' By this time they had reached a small greengrocer's shop, which Mr.John Smauker entered, followed by Sam, who, the moment he got behind him, relapsed into a series of the very broadest and most unmitigated grins, and manifested other demonstrations of being in a highly enviable state of inward merriment.
Crossing the greengrocer's shop, and putting their hats on the stairs in the little passage behind it, they walked into a small parlour; and here the full splendour of the scene burst upon Mr.Weller's view.
A couple of tables were put together in the middle of the parlour, covered with three or four cloths of different ages and dates of washing, arranged to look as much like one as the circumstances of the case would allow.