Weller.
    »Pretty comfortable now, eh, Sam?«
    »Pretty vell, sir,« responded Sam, looking round him in a disparaging
manner.
    »Have you seen Mr. Tupman and our other friends?«
    »Yes, I have seen 'em, sir, and they're a comin' to-morrow, and wos wery
much surprised to hear they warn't to come to-day,« replied Sam.
    »You have brought the things I wanted?«
    Mr. Weller in reply pointed to various packages which he had arranged, as
neatly as he could, in a corner of the room.
    »Very well, Sam,« said Mr. Pickwick, after a little hesitation; »listen to
what I am going to say, Sam.«
    »Cert'nly, sir,« rejoined Mr. Weller, »fire away, sir.«
    »I have felt from the first, Sam,« said Mr. Pickwick, with much solemnity,
»that this is not the place to bring a young man to.«
    »Nor an old 'un neither, sir,« observed Mr. Weller.
    »You're quite right, Sam,« said Mr. Pickwick; »but old men may come here,
through their own heedlessness and unsuspicion: and young men may be brought
here by the selfishness of those they serve. It is better for those young men,
in every point of view, that they should not remain here. Do you understand me,
Sam?«
    »Vy no, sir, I do NOT,« replied Mr. Weller, doggedly.
    »Try, Sam,« said Mr. Pickwick.
    »Vell, sir,« rejoined Sam, after a short pause, »I think I see your drift;
and if I do see your drift, it's my 'pinion that you 're a comin' it a great
deal too strong, as the mail-coachman said to the snow-storm, ven it overtook
him.«
    »I see you comprehend me, Sam,« said Mr. Pickwick. »Independently of my wish
that you should not be idling about a place like this, for years to come, I feel
that for a debtor in the Fleet to be attended by his man-servant is a monstrous
absurdity. Sam,« said Mr. Pickwick, »for a time, you must leave me.«
    »Oh, for a time, eh, sir?« rejoined Mr. Weller, rather sarcastically.
    »Yes, for the time that