| IN COLOUR | | “Gentlemen, what does this mean? ‘Chops and Tomato sauce. Yours, Pickwick’” | Frontispiece | | A face, head, and shoulders, emerged from beneath the water, and disclosed the features and spectacles of Mr. Pickwick | Facing page 22 | | “A what!” asked Mr. Weller, apparently horror-stricken by the word. “A Walentine,” replied Sam | „ | 64 | | Mr. Winkle took to his heels and tore round the Crescent | „ | 134 | | And here, to the great horror of Mr. John Smauker, Sam Weller began to whistle | „ | 138 | | “Lor’, do adun, Mr. Weller!” | „ | 170 | | The cavalcade gave three tremendous cheers | „ | 244 | | “I drove the old piebald” | „ | 264 | | He felled Mr. Benjamin Allen to the ground | „ | 310 | | It was a beautiful and exhilarating sight to see the red-nosed man writhing in Mr. Weller’s grasp | „ | 386 | | The admiration of numerous elderly ladies of single condition | „ | 454 |
| IN TEXT | | PAGE | | Heading to Chapter I | 1 | | Heading to Chapter II | 12 | | “Now then, sir,” said Sam, “off vith you, and show ’em how to do it” | 18 | | Went slowly and gravely down the slide | 21 | | Heading to Chapter III | 26 | | Heading to Chapter IV | 43 | | “If you’ll have the kindness to settle that little bill of mine I’ll thank you” | 46 | | Heading to Chapter V | 59 | | “Is there anybody here, named Sam?” | 60 | | Heading to Chapter VI | 78 | | Heading to Chapter VII | 105 | | “Do you do anything in this way, sir?” inquired the tall footman | 117 | | Heading to Chapter VIII | 123 | | Heading to Chapter IX | 136 | | Heading to Chapter X | 151 | | “You’ve been stopping to over all the posts in Bristol” | 156 | | Heading to Chapter XI | 167 | | Heading to Chapter XII | 184 | | “Take your hat off” | 187 | | Heading to Chapter XIII | 199 | | “Come on—both of you” | 209 | | Heading to Chapter XIV | 214 | | Heading to Chapter XV | 230 | | After a violent struggle, released his head and face | 236 | | Heading to Chapter XVI | 246 | | Heading to Chapter XVII | 261 | | Heading to Chapter XVIII |
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