Mr. Tuckle, dressed out with the cocked-hat and stick, danced the frog hornpipe among the shells on the table—Chap. xxxvii.
Mr Bob Sawyer's boy . . . peeped through the glass door, and thus listened and looked on at the same time—Chap. xxxviii.
"Unlock that door, and leave this room immediately, sir," said Mr. Winkle—Chap. xxxviii.
"My dear," said Mr. Pickwick, Looking over the wall, and catching sight of Arabella on the other side. "Don't be frightened, my dear, 'tis only me"—Chap. xxxix.