“Upon my word!” cried the old gentleman ironically.

“I am very sorry to have done anything which has lessened your affection for me, Sir,” said Mr. Winkle; “but I will say, at the same time, that I have no reason to be ashamed of having this lady for my wife, nor you of having her for a daughter.”

“Give me your hand, Nat,” said the old gentleman, in an altered voice. “Kiss me, my love. You are a very charming little daughter-in-law after all!”

In a few minutes’ time Mr. Winkle went in search of Mr. Pickwick, and returning with that gentleman, presented him to his father, whereupon they shook hands for five minutes incessantly.