Come along, Mark Tapley. It's Mark's doing, I have
no doubt; and it serves you right for having such a grumbler for your
companion.'
'There's no credit to be got through being jolly with YOU, Mr Pinch,
anyways,' said Mark, with his face all wrinkled up with grins. 'A parish
doctor might be jolly with you. There's nothing short of goin' to the
U-nited States for a second trip, as would make it at all creditable to
be jolly, arter seein' you again!'
Tom laughed, and taking leave of his sister, hurried Mark and Martin out
into the street, and away to John Westlock's by the nearest road; for
his hour of business was very near at hand, and he prided himself on
always being exact to his time.
John Westlock was at home, but, strange to say, was rather embarrassed
to see them; and when Tom was about to go into the room where he
was breakfasting, said he had a stranger there. It appeared to be a
mysterious stranger, for John shut that door as he said it, and led them
into the next room.
He was very much delighted, though, to see Mark Tapley; and received
Martin with his own frank courtesy.
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