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Most of the book's main characters are intact-Messrs. Pickwick, Winkle, Tupman and Snodgrass, the indomitable Sam ("The world is wery full of willains") Weller, the scapegrace Jingle, Mr. Wardle ("Joe? Drat that boy! He's asleep again!"), Serjeant Buzfuz, Mrs. Bardell, the pettifogging Dodson & Fogg. Most of the main "adventures in the course of enlightenment" are related-Winkle's duel with Dr. Slammer ("Mr. Pickwick, do not obtain the assistance of several peace officers to take either me or Dr. Slammer into custody. I say do not."), the "gammoning" of Rachel Wardle, Mr. Pickwick caught...
...rowdy," as your editorialist put it, pray recall that generations of English Lords have been experts at all manner of sibilances and razzberries. The demonstration was not really rowdy anyway: it was incredibly well-organized, although motivated by genuine indignation: nobody got hit; nobody said anything stronger than "drat." It is not true that the "zealots," as you call them (we imagine you are probably against "hysteria," too), played into Smith's hands and gave him good publicity; it would seem on the contrary that the occasion proved that there are at least 700 people in the Boston Area...
...which had never been removed-but now gas pressure was low, because many Londoners turned up the gas for heat. Dickins & Jones's big store was almost empty. It had one dissatisfied customer, who tried hard in the dark to distinguish between silk and linen materials. She muttered: "Drat this! I thought we'd finished with blackouts." In Fortnum & Mason's flower department a girl clerk said crossly: "I wish people wouldn't be so goodhearted about it all ... then maybe something could be done...
...drat Hitler, anyhow...
...Drat that pesky wind," muttered Mr. Vickers, when Sportswriter George Trevor of the New York Sun cornered him for a locker-room interview. "I haven't been that high in 30 years. The wind knocked me off balance." Then he reminisced...