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‘
Come
along
,
then
;
’
and
the
party
having
traversed
several
dark
passages
,
and
being
joined
by
Mr
.
Tupman
,
who
had
lingered
behind
to
snatch
a
kiss
from
Emma
,
for
which
he
had
been
duly
rewarded
with
sundry
pushings
and
scratchings
,
arrived
at
the
parlour
door
.
‘
Welcome
,
’
said
their
hospitable
host
,
throwing
it
open
and
stepping
forward
to
announce
them
,
‘
welcome
,
gentlemen
,
to
Manor
Farm
.
’
Several
guests
who
were
assembled
in
the
old
parlour
rose
to
greet
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
his
friends
upon
their
entrance
;
and
during
the
performance
of
the
ceremony
of
introduction
,
with
all
due
formalities
,
Mr
.
Pickwick
had
leisure
to
observe
the
appearance
,
and
speculate
upon
the
characters
and
pursuits
,
of
the
persons
by
whom
he
was
surrounded
—
a
habit
in
which
he
,
in
common
with
many
other
great
men
,
delighted
to
indulge
.
A
very
old
lady
,
in
a
lofty
cap
and
faded
silk
gown
—
no
less
a
personage
than
Mr
.
Wardle
’
s
mother
—
occupied
the
post
of
honour
on
the
right
-
hand
corner
of
the
chimney
-
piece
;
and
various
certificates
of
her
having
been
brought
up
in
the
way
she
should
go
when
young
,
and
of
her
not
having
departed
from
it
when
old
,
ornamented
the
walls
,
in
the
form
of
samplers
of
ancient
date
,
worsted
landscapes
of
equal
antiquity
,
and
crimson
silk
tea
-
kettle
holders
of
a
more
modern
period
.
The
aunt
,
the
two
young
ladies
,
and
Mr
.
Wardle
,
each
vying
with
the
other
in
paying
zealous
and
unremitting
attentions
to
the
old
lady
,
crowded
round
her
easy
-
chair
,
one
holding
her
ear
-
trumpet
,
another
an
orange
,
and
a
third
a
smelling
-
bottle
,
while
a
fourth
was
busily
engaged
in
patting
and
punching
the
pillows
which
were
arranged
for
her
support
.
On
the
opposite
side
sat
a
bald
-
headed
old
gentleman
,
with
a
good
-
humoured
,
benevolent
face
—
the
clergyman
of
Dingley
Dell
;
and
next
him
sat
his
wife
,
a
stout
,
blooming
old
lady
,
who
looked
as
if
she
were
well
skilled
,
not
only
in
the
art
and
mystery
of
manufacturing
home
-
made
cordials
greatly
to
other
people
’
s
satisfaction
,
but
of
tasting
them
occasionally
very
much
to
her
own
.
A
little
hard
-
headed
,
Ripstone
pippin
-
faced
man
,
was
conversing
with
a
fat
old
gentleman
in
one
corner
;
and
two
or
three
more
old
gentlemen
,
and
two
or
three
more
old
ladies
,
sat
bolt
upright
and
motionless
on
their
chairs
,
staring
very
hard
at
Mr
.
Pickwick
and
his
fellow
-
voyagers
.
‘
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
mother
,
’
said
Mr
.
Wardle
,
at
the
very
top
of
his
voice
.
‘
Ah
!
’
said
the
old
lady
,
shaking
her
head
;
‘
I
can
’
t
hear
you
.
’
‘
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
grandma
!
’
screamed
both
the
young
ladies
together
.
‘
Ah
!
’
exclaimed
the
old
lady
.
‘
Well
,
it
don
’
t
much
matter
.
He
don
’
t
care
for
an
old
‘
ooman
like
me
,
I
dare
say
.
’
‘
I
assure
you
,
ma
’
am
,
’
said
Mr
.
Pickwick
,
grasping
the
old
lady
’
s
hand
,
and
speaking
so
loud
that
the
exertion
imparted
a
crimson
hue
to
his
benevolent
countenance
—
‘
I
assure
you
,
ma
’
am
,
that
nothing
delights
me
more
than
to
see
a
lady
of
your
time
of
life
heading
so
fine
a
family
,
and
looking
so
young
and
well
.
’
