The Pickwick Papers Page #6

expressed.

Thank you so much, Mr. Pickwick. Praise from one

as renowned as yourself is praise indeed. I must

make

you promise not to stir from my side the entire day.

There

are hundreds of Literary Lions here I must positively

introduce to you, and none other than the special

very

famous Captain James Fitz-Marshall. Where is he?

Captain Fitz-Marshall! Come to me directly. Pray

make

room to Let Captain Fitz-Marshall pass.

Coming, dear Lady. Coming quick as I can. Crowds

of

people. Hard work. Very. Dear madam, your most

obedient.

Crossed half of England to be at your side today.

I want to introduce two famous people to each other.

Quite forgot instructions coachman. Back in a

moment.

My servant can do it.

No, no, no, ma'am. Do it self. Back in no time. Faux

pas?

Well, meanwhile, may I introduce Mr. and Mrs.

Nupkins and their ward, Ms. Arabella Allen?

Honored.

Sir, madam, ma'am, honored. Permit me to

ask you, ma'am, who that gentleman is and where

he resides.

Oh, that's the famous explorer of the Himalayas.

Yes, yes. His residence?

He's at present at the Angel Inn at Berry's and

Digmnan.

Oh, must you go, Mr. Pickwick?

A thousand pardons, ma'am.

Oh, he's gone. But this is catastrophe.

- Music -

Heave ho and up she rises, heave ho and

up

she rises, heave ho and up she rises.

Where's my servant?

Weller?

Here we are, sir.

Follow me instantly.

Shall we come, too?

No. Return to London and await me there.

But Mr. Pickwick, is this wise?

Sir, how do we know who he may be deceiving

there?

He deceived a worthy man once, and we were the

innocent

cause. He shall not do it again if I can prevent

it. I shall expose him. Sam, the horses.

Right away, sir.

You Look Like one of the jolly sort, as convivial as a

Live trout in a Lime basket.

Well, I was out late with my master Last night.

Oh, and what is your master's name?

Fitz-Marshall.

- Music-

What? Captain James Fitz-Marshall? Him as

explored the Himalayas? Give us your hand. I should

Like

to get to know you better. I Likes your face.

Now, isn't that strange? I Liked yours so much, I

wanted to speak to you from the very first moment

you

come in the door.

Did you, now?

I need a friend to talk to. I'm working for a regular

bad man, and it goes again my conscience

something horrid.

Does it, now? Give us two pints over here, governor,

and no head on them.

Right, sir.

Now, about these troubles of yours.

I got into conversation with a cove down in the bar,

and he turns out to be Mr. Jingles valet.

Are you sure, Sam?

Come with me, sir. I'I point him out to you.

Like this?

Oh, sir. No one will see you.

- Music-

That's him, sir. Name of Trotter.

He Looks as great a rogue as his master.

Oh, no doubt of it at all, sir. But I'm getting him

very merry, sir. His tongue's a wagging at both ends

already, and I'LL soon have it a wagging in the middle

as

Well. Now, you just go up to your room, sir.

and wait.

- Music-

Gracious heaven! What's that?

It's only, only a gentleman, ma'am.

A strange man! Oh!

Madam! Madam!

What do you want?

Nothing whatever, madam.

Nothing?

Nothing, ma'am, upon my soul. I'm almost ready to

sink, ma'am, beneath the confusion of addressing a

Lady in my nightcap, but I cannot get it off, ma'am.

It is evident to me that I have mistaken this bedroom

for my own, madam.

If this improbable story be true, sir, you will Leave

instantly.

I will, madam, with the greatest of pleasure.

Instantly!

Certainly, ma'am. I'm only sorry to be the innocent

cause of this alarming emotion. Deeply sorry, ma'am.

Please Leave at once.

- Music-

Ah, there you are, sir. I was a' Looking for you.

Sam, where's my bedroom?

On the next floor, sir.

Sam, I've just made the most extraordinary mistake

that ever was heard of. Never again will I trust myself

alone in a strange house ever.

That's the very prudentest remark as you can

make, sir. But we've got other fish to fry. I've

landed Mr. Jingles valet, and he's waiting for us now.

- Music-

Now, Mr. Trotter, divulge your information to my

master, if you please.

Oh, sir, my master is a bad Lost soul, sir. He's got

another innocent female in his horrible clutches.

The fiend.

Yes, sir, a very fiend in human shape, sir. He's going

to run away with a rich young lady from a boarding

school.

And when is this villainous design to be

carried into execution?

Tonight, sir.

This very night, sir.

Then I must warn the principal of the

establishment immediately.

Beg pardon, sir, but that would never do, sir.

Why not?

My master's a very plausible gent with his

tongue, sir.

Oh, he is, sir.

He's so wound himself round the old Ladys heart

that she would believe nothing to his prejudice.

Them old cats will run their heads against milestone.

Unless I was to help you catch him red handed, sir,

in

the very act of eloping.

Are you to take part in this dreadful business?

Naturally, sir. I have to be in charge of the carriage

and pair out in the road. But if you was to conceal

yourself in the corner of the garden alone.

Why alone?

The old Lady would hardly Like such an unpleasant

discovery to be made before more persons than can

actually be helped, sir.

Quite right. I commend your consideration for her

feelings.

Well, sir, if you was there by half past 11:00

oclock, you would be just in the very moment of time

to

assist me in frustrating the designs of this bad man

by

whom I've been unfortunately ensnared.

But stay, could I not communicate with the young

person's family?

Oh, no, sir, or I'd have done it. They Live a hundred

miles from here.

That's a clincher.

How do I get into the garden?

It's a very low wall, sir. And if you go to the

back door and tap on it as soon as you hear the

clock

strike 11:
30, my master and the young Lady will come

from

the inside, thinking it's me that's tapped. And what

more

proof could you have than that, sir?

Sam, give this honest fellow a guinea and fetch my

boots.

Right away, sir.

- Music-

- Music-

What is the meaning of this?

Ma'am, there's a strange man in the garden. He's

been

hiding there for an hour.

Two hours.

Yes, he has.

He's come to murder us all.

Murder us? Nonsense.

Now, ma'am, begging your pardon. It ain't

nonsense. I

seen him climb over the wall with me own eyes an

hour ago.

Girls! Girls! I insist on your Looking into the garden

immediately.

I don't want to. I'LL be murdered!

I insist on your Looking into the garden immediately.

Do you hear me, cook?

Do you hear your missus, cook?

What an impudent thing that cook is.

- Music-

Ladies, dear Ladies.

Oh, he says we're dear.

Oh, the wretch.

Hear me. I am no robber. I only want the Lady of the

house.

Oh, what a ferocious monster. He wants Ms.

Duncan.

Send the alarm, someone! Fetch a magistrate!

Only hear what I've got to say, I beseech you. I've

come to warn you that one of your young Ladies is

going to

elope tonight.

Elope?

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