And having folded it, in a very intricate manner, squeezed a downhill direction in one corner: “To Mary, Housemaid, at Mr. Nupkins’s, Mayor’s, Ipswich, Suffolk”; and put it into his pocket, wafered, and ready for the general post. This important business having been transacted, Mr. Weller the elder proceeded to open that, on which he had summoned his son.

“The first matter relates to your governor, Sammy,” said Mr. Weller. “He’s a-goin’ to be tried tomorrow, ain’t he?”

“The trial’s a-comin’ on,” replied Sam.