THE PICKWICK CLl n. 273
" Ah," said Sam, " to be sure ; that's the question."
" Question, indeed," retorted Mrs. CUippins; "she'd question him, if she'd my spirit. Hows'ever, there is haw for us women, mis'rable creeturs as they'd make us, if they could; and that your master will find out, young man, to his cost, afore he's six months older.
At this consolatory reflection, ]Irs. Cluppins bridled up, and smiled at ]Mrs. Sanders, who smiled back again.
" T-he action's going on, and no mistake," thought Sam, as ]Mrs. Dardell re-entered with tlie receipt.
" Here's the receipt, Mr. Weller," said Mrs. Bardell, " and here's the change, and I hope you'll take a little drop of something to keep the cold out, if it's only for old acquaintance' sake, Mr. Weller."
Sam saw the advantage he should gain, and at once acquiesced, whereupon Mrs. Bardell produced from a small closet a black bottle and a wine glass, and so great was her abstraction in her deep mental affliction, that, after filling Mr. Weller's glass, she brought out three more wine glasses, and filled them too.
" Lauk, Mrs. Bardell," said Mrs. Cluppins, *' see what you've been and done."
" Well, that is a good one !" ejaculated Mrs. Sanders.
" Ah, my poor head !" said Mrs. Bardell, with a faint smile.
Sam understood all this, of course, so he said at once, that he never could drink before supper, unless a lady drank with him. A great deal of laughing ensued, and then Mrs. Sanders volunteered to humour him, so she took a slight sip out of her glass. Then Sam said it must go all round, so they all took a slight sip. Then little Mrs. Cluppins pro- posed as a toast, "Success to Bardell against Pickwick;" and then the ladies emptied their glasses in honour of the sentiment, and got very talkative directly.
" I suppose you've heard what's going forward, Mr. W^eller," said Mrs. Bardell.
" I've heerd somethin' on it," replied Sara.
" It's a terrible thing to be dragged before the public, in that way, Mr. Weller," said Mrs. Bardell ; but I see now, that it's the only thing I ought to do, and my lawyers, Mr. Dodson and Fogg, tell rae that, with the evidence as we shall call, we must succeed. I don't know what 1 should do, Mr. Weller, if I didn't."
The mere idea of Mrs. Bardell's failing in her action, aifected Mrs. Sanders so deeply, that she was under the necessity of re-filling and re-emptying her glass immediately ; feeling, as she said afterwards, that if she hadn't had the presence of mind to have done so, she must have dropped.
" Ven is it expected to come on ? " inquired Sam.
" Either in February or March," replied Mrs. Bardell.
"What a number of witnesses there'll be, won't there?" said Mrs. Cluppins.
" Ah, won't there ! " replied Mrs. Sanders.
" And won't Mr. Dodson and Fogg be wild if the plaintiff shouldn't get it ?" added Mrs. Cluppins, " when they do it all on speculation !"
