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Title: (Works. Illustrated library edition)
Year: 1873 (1870s)
Authors: Dickens, Charles, 1812-1870
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Publisher: London, Chapman and Hall, Ld
Contributing Library: Cornell University Library
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d. Joe, said Arabella at length, looking round with a mostbewitching smile, how do you do, Joe ? Joe, said Emily, youre a very good boy ; I wont forgetyou, Joe. Joe, said Mr. Snodgrass, advancing to the astonishedyouth, and seizing his hand, I didnt know you before.Theres five shillings for you, Joe ! Ill owe you five, Joe, said Arabella, for old acquaintancesake, you know ; and another most captivating smile was be-stowed upon the corpulent intruder. The fat boys perception being slow, he looked rather puzzledat first to account for this sudden prepossession in his favour,and stared about him in a very alarming manner. At lengthhis broad face began to show symptoms of a grin of proportion-ately broad dimensions ; and then, thrusting half-a-crown intoeach of his pockets, and a hand and wrist after it, he burstinto a horse laugh: being for the first and only time in hisexistence. He understands us, I see, said Arabella. He had better have something to eat, immediately, re-marked Emily.
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THE PICKWICK CLUB. 443 The fat boy almost laughed again when he heard this sugges-tion. Mary, after a little more whispering, tripped forth fromthe group, and said : I am going to dine with you to-day, sir, if you have noobjection. This way, said the fat boy, eagerly. There is such ajolly meat pie ! With these words, the fat boy led the way down-stairs; hispretty companion captivating all the waiters and angering allthe chambermaids as she followed him to the eating-room. There was the meat pie of which the youth had spoken sofeelingly : and there were, moreover, a steak, and a dish ofpotatoes, and a pot of porter. Sit down, said the fat boy. Oh, my eye, how prime !1 am so hungry. Having apostrophised his eye, in a species of rapture, five orsix times, the youth took the head of the little table, and Marysat herself at the bottom. Will you have some of this ? said the fat boy, plunginginto the pie up to the very ferules of the knife and fork. A little, if you please, replied Mary. The

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