Jiniral Bladdock!—Chap. xvii.
"Matter!" cried the voice of Mr. Pecksniff, as Pecksniff in the flesh smiled amiably upon him. "The matter, Mr. Jonas!"—Chap. xviii.
"Well, Mrs. Gamp, and how are you! Mrs. Gamp," said the gentleman, in a voice as soft as his step—Chap. xix.
"Oh! I don't mind your pinching," grinned Jonas, "a bit"—Chap. xx.