'Oh deep, deep, deep of you this morning! I must tell
'em that. They're the very men to enjoy it. Pip, my good fellow, I've
a splendid little trait to tell you of my friend Chuzzlewit who is
the deepest dog I know; I give you my sacred word of honour he is the
deepest dog I know, Pip!'
Pip swore a frightful oath that he was sure of it already; and
the anecdote, being told, was received with loud applause, as an
incontestable proof of Mr Jonas's greatness. Pip, in a natural spirit of
emulation, then related some instances of his own depth; and Wolf not
to be left behind-hand, recited the leading points of one or two vastly
humorous articles he was then preparing. These lucubrations being of
what he called 'a warm complexion,' were highly approved; and all the
company agreed that they were full of point.
'Men of the world, my dear sir,' Jobling whispered to Jonas; 'thorough
men of the world! To a professional person like myself it's
quite refreshing to come into this kind of society. It's not only
agreeable--and nothing CAN be more agreeable--but it's philosophically
improving.
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