“Damn that boy,” said the old gentleman, “he’s gone to sleep again.”

“Very extraordinary boy, that,” said Mr. Pickwick; “does he always sleep in this way?”

“Sleep!” said the old gentleman, “he’s always asleep. Goes on errands fast asleep, and snores as he waits at table.”

“How very odd!” said Mr. Pickwick.

“Ah! odd indeed,” returned the old gentleman; “I’m proud of that boy⁠—wouldn’t part with him on any account⁠—he’s a natural curiosity! Here, Joe⁠—Joe⁠—take these things away, and open another bottle⁠—d’ye hear?”