learfor when Mr. Pickwickunder the impression that she had
fainted away stone-dead with frightventured to peep out again
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she was gazing pensively on the fire as before.
‘Most extraordinary female this’ thought Mr. Pickwick
popping in again. ‘Ha-hum!’
These last soundsso like those in whichas legends inform us
the ferocious giant Blunderbore was in the habit of expressing his
opinion that it was time to lay the clothwere too distinctly audible
to be again mistaken for the workings of fancy.
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‘It’s—it’s—only a gentlemanma’am’ said Mr. Pickwickfrom
behind the curtains.
‘A gentleman
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‘It’s all over!’ thought Mr. Pickwick.
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house would be alarmed. Her garments rustled as she rushed
towards the door.
‘Ma’am’ said Mr. Pickwickthrusting out his head. in the
extremity of his desperation‘ma’am!’
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