The turnkey takes a fixed look at him, and at last he says in a solemn manner, "Tventy," he says, "I'll trust you; you Won't get your old friend into trouble." "No, my boy; I hope I've somethin' better behind here," says the little man; and as he said it he hit his little vesket wery hard, and then a tear started out o' each eye, which wos wery extraordinary, for it wos supposed as water never touched his face.

He shook the turnkey by the hand; out he vent--' 'And never came back again,' said Mr.Pickwick.
'Wrong for vunce, sir,' replied Mr.Weller, 'for back he come, two minits afore the time, a-bilin' with rage, sayin' how he'd been nearly run over by a hackney-coach that he warn't used to it; and he was blowed if he wouldn't write to the lord mayor.

They got him pacified at last; and for five years arter that, he never even so much as peeped out o' the lodge gate.' 'At the expiration of that time he died, I suppose,' said Mr.Pickwick.
'No, he didn't, Sir,' replied Sam.

'He got a curiosity to go and taste the beer at a new public-house over the way, and it wos such a wery nice parlour, that he took it into his head to go there every night, which he did for a long time, always comin' back reg'lar about a quarter of an hour afore the gate shut, which was all wery snug and comfortable.

At last he began to get so precious jolly, that he used to forget how the time vent, or care nothin' at all about it, and he went on gettin' later and later, till vun night his old friend wos just a-shuttin' the gate--had turned the key in fact--wen he come up.