Pickwick, ven they vunce has designs on you; there's no knowin' vere to have 'em; and vile you're a-considering of it, they have you.I wos married fust, that vay myself, sir, and Sammy wos the consekens o' the manoover.""You give me no great encouragement to conclude what I have to say,"observed Mr.Pickwick, "but I had better do so at once.This young person is not only attached to your son, Mr.Weller, but your son is attached to her.""Vell," said Mr.Weller, "this here's a pretty sort o' thing to come to a father's ears, this is!""I have observed them on several occasions," said Mr.Pickwick, making no comment on Mr.Weller's last remark; "and entertain no doubt at all about it.Supposing I were desirous of establishing them comfortably as man and wife in some little business or situation, where they might hope to obtain a decent living, what should you think of it, Mr.Weller?"At first, Mr.Weller received, with wry faces, a proposition involving the marriage of anybody in whom he took an interest; but, as Mr.Pickwick argued the point with him, and laid great stress on the fact that Mary was not a widow, he gradully became more tractable.Mr.Pickwick had great influence over him, and he had been much struck with Mary's appearance;having, in fact, bestowed several very unfatherly winks upon her, already.
At length he said that it was not for him to oppose Mr.Pickwick's inclination, and that he would be very happy to yield to his advice; upon which, Mr.
Pickwick joyfully took him at his word, and called Sam back into the room.
"Sam," said Mr.Pickwick, clearing his throat, "your father and I have been having some conversation about you.""About you, Samivel," said Mr.Weller, in a patronising and impressive voice.
"I am not so blind, Sam, as not to have seen, a long time since, that you entertain something more than a friendly feeling towards Mrs.Winkle's maid," said Mr.Pickwick.
"You hear this, Samivel?" said Mr.Weller in the same judicial form of speech as before.
"I hope, sir," said Sam, addressing his master: "I hope there's no harm in a young man takin' notice of a young 'ooman as is undeniably good-looking and well-conducted.""Certainly not," said Mr.Pickwick.
"Not by no means," acquiesced Mr.Weller, affably but magisterially.
"So far from thinking there is anything wrong, in conduct so natural,"resumed Mr.Pickwick, "it is my wish to assist and promote your wishes in this respect.With this view, I have had a little conversation with your father; and finding that he is of my opinion--""The lady not bein' a widder," interposed Mr.Weller in explanation.
"The lady not being a widow," said Mr.Pickwick, smiling."I wish to free you from the restraint which your present position imposes upon you, and to mark my sense of your fidelity and many excellent qualities, by enabling you to marry this girl at once, and to earn an independent livelihood for yourself and family.I shall be proud, Sam," said Mr.Pickwick, whose voice had faltered a little hitherto, but now resumed its customary tone, "proud and happy to make your future prospects in life, my grateful and peculiar care."There was a profound silence for a short time, and then Sam said, in a low husky sort of voice, but firmly withal:
"I'm very much obliged to you for your goodness, sir, as is only like yourself; but it can't be done.""Can't be done!" ejaculated Mr.Pickwick in astonishment.
"Samivel!" said Mr.Weller, with dignity.
"I say it can't be done," repeated Sam in a louder key."Wot's to become of you, sir?""My good fellow," replied Mr.Pickwick, "the recent changes among my friends will alter my mode of life in future, entirely; besides, I am growing older, and want repose and quiet.My rambles, Sam, are over.""How do I know that 'ere, sir?" argued Sam."You think so now! S'pose you wos to change your mind, vich is not unlikely, for you've the spirit o' five-and-twenty in you still, what 'ud become on you vithout me? It can't be done, sir, it can't be done.""Wery good, Samivel, there's a good deal in that," said Mr.Weller, encouragingly.
"I speak after long deliberation, Sam, and with the certainty that Ishall keep my word," said Mr.Pickwick, shaking his head."New scenes have closed upon me; my rambles are at an end.""Wery good," rejoined Sam."Then, that's the wery best reason wy you should alvays have somebody by you as understands you, to keep you up and make you comfortable.If you vant a more polished sort o' feller, vell and good, have him; but vages or no vages, notice or no notice, board or no board, lodgin' or no lodgin', Sam Veller, as you took from the old inn in the Borough, sticks by you, come what come may; and let ev'rythin' and ev'rybody do their wery fiercest, nothin' shall ever perwent it!"At the close of this declaration, which Sam made with great emotion, the elder Mr.Weller rose from his chair, and forgetting all considerations of time, place, or propriety, waved his hat above his head, and gave three vehement cheers.
"My good fellow," said Mr.Pickwick, when Mr.Weller had sat down again, rather abashed at his own enthusiasm, "you are bound to consider the young woman also.""I do consider the young 'ooman, sir," said Sam."I have considered the young 'ooman.I've spoke to her.I've told her how I'm sitivated; she's ready to vait till I'm ready, and I believe she vill.If she don't, she's not the young 'ooman I take her for, and I give her up vith readiness.
You've know'd me afore, sir.My mind's made up, and nothin' can ever alter it."Who could combat this resolution? Not Mr.Pickwick.He derived, at that moment, more pride and luxury of feeling from the disinterested attachment of his humble friends, than ten thousand protestations from the greatest men living could have awakened in his heart.
