“Sir,” called out Mr. Weller to his master.

“Well, Sam,” replied Mr. Pickwick, thrusting his head out of the window.

“I wish them horses had been three months and better in the Fleet, Sir.”

“Why, Sam?” inquired Mr. Pickwick.

“Wy, Sir,” exclaimed Mr. Weller, rubbing his hands, “how they would go if they had been!”