For some time she strenuously refused to grant Mr.
Winkle the interview Sam had so pathetically requested; but at length, when the conversation threatened to be interrupted by the unwelcome arrival of a third party, she hurriedly gave him to understand, with many professions of gratitude, that it was barely possible she might be in the garden an hour later, next evening.

Sam understood this perfectly well; and Arabella, bestowing upon him one of her sweetest smiles, tripped gracefully away, leaving Mr.Weller in a state of very great admiration of her charms, both personal and mental.
Having descended in safety from the wall, and not forgotten to devote a few moments to his own particular business in the same department, Mr.Weller then made the best of his way back to the Bush, where his prolonged absence had occasioned much speculation and some alarm.
'We must be careful,' said Mr.Pickwick, after listening attentively to Sam's tale, 'not for our sakes, but for that of the young lady.

We must be very cautious.' 'WE!' said Mr.Winkle, with marked emphasis.
Mr.Pickwick's momentary look of indignation at the tone of this remark, subsided into his characteristic expression of benevolence, as he replied-- 'WE, Sir! I shall accompany you.' 'You!' said Mr.Winkle.
'I,' replied Mr.Pickwick mildly.

'In affording you this interview, the young lady has taken a natural, perhaps, but still a very imprudent step.

If I am present at the meeting--a mutual friend, who is old enough to be the father of both parties--the voice of calumny can never be raised against her hereafter.' Mr.Pickwick's eyes lightened with honest exultation at his own foresight, as he spoke thus.