ILLUSTRATIONS
IN COLOUR
_The Pickwick Club_ _Frontispiece_
_"Wo--o!" cried Mr. Pickwick. "Wo--o!" echoed Mr. Tupman and Mr. Snodgrass from the bin_ _Facing page_ 70
_Mr. Pickwick ran to his assistance_ " 72
_"Bless my soul!" said Mr. Winkle, "I declare I forgot the cap"_ " 98
_"Love to Tuppy--won't you get up behind?--drive on, boys," replied Jingle_ " 134
_Sam at the White Hart_ " 142
_At the table sat Mr. Tupman, looking as unlike a man who had taken his leave of this world as possible_ " 156
_"She looked up in Tom's face and smiled through her tears"_ " 220
_"I won't suffer this barrow to be moved another step unless Winkle carries that gun of his in a different manner"_ " 286
_"Take example of your father, my boy, and be very careful o' widders all your life"_ " 310
_"I trust, ma'am," resumed Mr. Pickwick, "that my unblemished character and the devoted respect I entertain for your sex----"_ " 354
_"Mother-in-law," said Sam, "how are you?"_ " 418
_A distant response is heard from the yard, and Mr. Pickwick and Mr. Tupman come running down it_ " 430
IN TEXT
PAGE _Heading to Chapter I_ 1
_Heading to Chapter II_ 7
_"Weeks!" said Mr. Pickwick in astonishment--and out came the note-book again_ 9
_"What's the fun?" said a rather tall thin young man_ 11
_"My name is Winkle, sir"_ 28
_Heading to Chapter III_ 39
_Heading to Chapter IV_ 52
_"Damn that boy, he's gone to sleep again"_ 59
_Heading to Chapter V_ 66
_"T'other side, sir, if you please"_ 71
_Heading to Chapter VI_ 78
_Heading to Chapter VII_ 95
_Heading to Chapter VIII_ 111
_"He must have been fast asleep," whispered Mr. Tupman_ 115
_Heading to Chapter IX_ 126
_"Here I am; but I han't a willin"_ 127
_Heading to Chapter X_ 136
_Sam Weller at the keyhole_ 146
_Heading to Chapter XI_ 152
_"There is an inscription here," said Mr. Pickwick_ 158
_Heading to Chapter XII_ 173
_"Oh, you kind, good, playful dear"_ 176
_Heading to Chapter XIII_ 181
_"He has patted the babies on the head"_ 196
_Heading to Chapter XIV_ 202
_"No other than Tom Smart"_ 207
_Heading to Chapter XV_ 222
_Mr. Pickwick, with the Brigand on one arm, and the Troubadour on the other_ 230
_Heading to Chapter XVI_ 238
_"Looks as convivial as a live trout in a lime-basket"_ 244
_"Who's there?" screamed a numerous chorus of treble voices_ 254
_Heading to Chapter XVII_ 261
_"Open it flew, disclosing Nathaniel Pipkin"_ 268
_Heading to Chapter XVIII_ 271
_Heading to Chapter XIX_ 283
_"Who are you, you rascal?"_ 296
_Heading to Chapter XX_ 300
_Heading to Chapter XXI_ 319
_Heading to Chapter XXII_ 338
_"Sam," said Mr. Pickwick, "Where's my bedroom?"_ 355
_Heading to Chapter XXIII_ 357
_Heading to Chapter XXIV_ 367
_Heading to Chapter XXV_ 385
_"You don't mean to say you did that on purpose?"_ 405
_Heading to Chapter XXVI_ 407
_Mrs. Bardell and her two friends were getting on very well_ 410
_Heading to Chapter XXVII_ 415
_Heading to Chapter XXVIII_ 426
_"Aha!" said the fat boy_ 432
POSTHUMOUS PAPERS OF THE PICKWICK CLUB]
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