Pickwick

Examples

• That depends,' said Mrs. Bardell, approaching the duster very near to Mr. Pickwick's elbow which was planted on the table. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• But this base attempt to injure Mr. Pickwick recoiled upon the head of its calumnious author. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I am,' replied Mr. Pickwick. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• There was a fine gentle wind, and Mr. Pickwick's hat rolled sportively before it. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I've heard him say he's a capital one,' replied Mr. Pickwick, 'but I never saw him aim at anything. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Certainly not,' replied Mr. Pickwick. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Sam,' said Mr. Pickwick, as he got into bed, 'I have made one of the most extraordinary mistakes to-night, that ever were heard of. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• No other, ma'am,' replied Mr. Pickwick, bowing very low. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Yes, yes, he is,' said Mr. Pickwick and Sam, with great earnestness. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Perhaps you will take Mr. Pickwick away,' said the Serjeant, 'and--and- -and--hear anything Mr. Pickwick may wish to communicate. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pickwick paused, and looked steadily on Mr. Winkle, who quailed beneath his leader's searching glance. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• You appear to feel it so,' rejoined Mr. Pickwick, smiling at the clerk, who was literally red-hot. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I was,' said Mr. Pickwick. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• What do you think, Mr. Pickwick? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pickwick nodded assent. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• La, Mr. Pickwick,' said Mrs. Bardell, the crimson rising to her cap- border again. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I shall be down in a quarter of an hour, Sam,' said Mr. Pickwick, untying his nightcap. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Well, Sam,' said Mr. Pickwick, 'what's the matter now? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Sam,' said Mr. Pickwick, 'if I am to render myself intelligible to this gentleman, I must beg you to control your feelings. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Here, bending towards Mr. Pickwick, he whispered in a deep, hollow voice, 'A Buff ball, Sir, will take place in Birmingham to-morrow evening. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Not quite,' replied Mr. Pickwick, with a smile. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pickwick eyed the old man with great curiosity, and the remainder of the company smiled, and looked on in silence. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pickwick, I have great pleasure in introducing you to Count Smorltork. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Ma'am,' said Mr. Pickwick, thrusting out his head in the extremity of his desperation, 'ma'am! Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Ladies,' roared Mr. Pickwick, rendered desperate by the danger of his situation. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Let me see,' replied Mr. Pickwick, referring to his watch, 'it is now nearly three. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• The principal productions of these towns,' says Mr. Pickwick, 'appear to be soldiers, sailors, Jews, chalk, shrimps, officers, and dockyard men. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Left the house early this morning, without the slightest previous communication with me,' replied Mr. Pickwick. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pickwick complied. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• My good sir,' said Mr. Pickwick, 'you will allow me to observe that this is a very unnecessary display of excitement. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.

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