“Finely expressed,” said Mr. Pickwick.

“All point, Sir,” said Mr. Leo Hunter; “but you shall hear Mrs. Leo Hunter repeat it. She can do justice to it, Sir. She will repeat it, in character, Sir, tomorrow morning.”

“In character!”

“As Minerva. But I forgot⁠—it’s a fancy-dress breakfast.”

“Dear me,” said Mr. Pickwick, glancing at his own figure⁠—“I can’t possibly⁠—”