Mr. Pickwick made no reply, he did not even ask after his friends at Dingley Dell, and shortly afterwards retired for the night, desiring Sam to fetch his candle when he rung.

The bell did ring in due course, and Mr. Weller presented himself.

“Sam,” said Mr. Pickwick, looking out from under the bedclothes.

“Sir,” said Mr. Weller.

Mr. Pickwick paused, and Mr. Weller snuffed the candle.