Works . Bardell entered the room, ushering in Mr. Tupman, , and Mr. Snodgrass. Mr. Pickwick was struck motionless and speechless. Hestood with his lovely burden in his arms, gazing vacantly onthe countenances of his friends, without the slightest attemptat recognition or explanation. They, in their turn, stared athim; and Master Bardell, in his turn, stared at everybody. The astonishment of the Pickwickians was so absorbing, andthe perplexity of Mr. Pickwick was so extreme, that they mighthave remained in exactly the same relative situations untU thesuspended animation of
Works . Bardell entered the room, ushering in Mr. Tupman, , and Mr. Snodgrass. Mr. Pickwick was struck motionless and speechless. Hestood with his lovely burden in his arms, gazing vacantly onthe countenances of his friends, without the slightest attemptat recognition or explanation. They, in their turn, stared athim; and Master Bardell, in his turn, stared at everybody. The astonishment of the Pickwickians was so absorbing, andthe perplexity of Mr. Pickwick was so extreme, that they mighthave remained in exactly the same relative situations untU thesuspended animation of the lady was restored, had it not beenfor a most beautiful and touching expression of filial affectionon the part of her youthful son. Clad in a tight suit ofcorderoy, spangled with brass buttons of a very considerablesize, he at first stood at the door astounded and uncertain; butby degrees, the impression that his mother must have sufferedsome personal damage, pervaded his partially developed mind, 172. ^sJ kCr ->Saf (/////^/yz/:;^;/^.^ /€. ^/a-/-U7r/-J ai-ZMJ ^ AN AWKWARD SITUATION and considering Mr. Pickwick as the aggressor, he set up anappalling and semi-earthly kind of howling, and butting for-ward with his head, commenced assailing that immortal gentle-man about the back and legs, with such blows and pinches asthe strength of his arm, and the \dolence of his excitementallowed. Take this little villain away, said the agonised , hes mad. What is the matter ? said the three tongue-tied Pick-wickians. 1 dont know, replied Mr. Pickwick, pettishly. Takeaway the boy (here Mr. Winkle carried the interesting boy,screaming and struggling, to the further end of the apartment).Now, help me, lead this woman down stairs, Oh, I am better now, said Mrs. BardeU, faintly. Let me lead you down stairs, said the ever gallant Thank you, sir—thank you; exclaimed Mrs. BardeU,hysterically. And down stairs she was led accordingly, accom-panied by her affectionate so
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