Works . let em gain on us—keep it up—keep it up. The horses in the first chaise started on at their utmost speed;and those in Mr. Wardles galloped furiously behind them. I see his head, exclaimed the choleric old man, Damme,I see his head. So do I, said Mr. Pickwick, thats he. Mr. Pickwick was not mistaken. The countenance of , completely coated with the mud thrown up by the wheels,was plainly discernible at the window of his chaise; and themotion of his arm, which he was waving violently towards thepostihons, denoted that he was encouraging them to increasedexertion. The interest was
Works . let em gain on us—keep it up—keep it up. The horses in the first chaise started on at their utmost speed;and those in Mr. Wardles galloped furiously behind them. I see his head, exclaimed the choleric old man, Damme,I see his head. So do I, said Mr. Pickwick, thats he. Mr. Pickwick was not mistaken. The countenance of , completely coated with the mud thrown up by the wheels,was plainly discernible at the window of his chaise; and themotion of his arm, which he was waving violently towards thepostihons, denoted that he was encouraging them to increasedexertion. The interest was intense. Fields, trees, and hedges seemedto rush past them with the velocity of a whirlwind, so rapidwas the pace at which they tore along. They were close bythe side of the first chaise. Jingles voice could be plainlyheard, even above the din of the wheels, urging on the Mr. Wardle foamed with rage and excitement. He roaredout scoundrels and villains by the dozen, clenched his fist and 130. ^M^ :yo?i€aA:a^!i/-. A BEEAKDOWN shook it expressively at the object of his indignation; but only answered with a contemptuous smile, and repliedto his menaces by a shout of triumph, as his horses, answeringthe increased application of whip and spur, broke into fastergallop, and left the pursuers behind. Mr. Pickwick had just drawn in his head, and Mr. Wardle,exhausted with shouting, had done the same, when a tremendousjolt threw them forward against the front of the vehicle. Therewas a sudden bump—a loud crash—away rolled a wheel, and overwent the chaise. After a very few seconds of bewilderment and confusion, inwhich nothing but the plunging of horses, and breaking of glass,could be made out, Mr. Pickwick felt himself violently puUed outfrom among the ruins of the chaise; and as soon as he hadgained his feet, extricated his head from the skirts of his greatcoat, which materially impeded the usefulness of his spectacles,the fuU disaster of the case met his vie
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