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‘
Tall
gentleman
—
dress
-
coat
—
long
legs
—
thin
body
?
’
‘
Yes
,
sir
.
’
‘
Elderly
lady
—
thin
face
—
rather
skinny
—
eh
?
’
‘
Yes
,
sir
.
’
‘
By
heavens
,
it
’
s
the
couple
,
Pickwick
,
’
exclaimed
the
old
gentleman
.
‘
Would
have
been
here
before
,
’
said
the
hostler
,
‘
but
they
broke
a
trace
.
’
‘
’
Tis
them
!
’
said
Wardle
,
‘
it
is
,
by
Jove
!
Chaise
-
and
-
four
instantly
!
We
shall
catch
them
yet
before
they
reach
the
next
stage
.
A
guinea
a
-
piece
,
boys
-
be
alive
there
—
bustle
about
—
there
’
s
good
fellows
.
’
And
with
such
admonitions
as
these
,
the
old
gentleman
ran
up
and
down
the
yard
,
and
bustled
to
and
fro
,
in
a
state
of
excitement
which
communicated
itself
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
also
;
and
under
the
influence
of
which
,
that
gentleman
got
himself
into
complicated
entanglements
with
harness
,
and
mixed
up
with
horses
and
wheels
of
chaises
,
in
the
most
surprising
manner
,
firmly
believing
that
by
so
doing
he
was
materially
forwarding
the
preparations
for
their
resuming
their
journey
.
‘
Jump
in
—
jump
in
!
’
cried
old
Wardle
,
climbing
into
the
chaise
,
pulling
up
the
steps
,
and
slamming
the
door
after
him
.
‘
Come
along
!
Make
haste
!
’
And
before
Mr
.
Pickwick
knew
precisely
what
he
was
about
,
he
felt
himself
forced
in
at
the
other
door
,
by
one
pull
from
the
old
gentleman
and
one
push
from
the
hostler
;
and
off
they
were
again
.
‘
Ah
!
we
are
moving
now
,
’
said
the
old
gentleman
exultingly
.
They
were
indeed
,
as
was
sufficiently
testified
to
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
by
his
constant
collision
either
with
the
hard
wood
-
work
of
the
chaise
,
or
the
body
of
his
companion
.
