Chapter 36: XXXV

XXXV In which Mr. Pickwick thinks he had better go to Bath; and goes accordingly. “But surely, my dear sir,” said little Perker, as he stood in Mr. Pickwick’s apartment on the morning after the trial, “surely you don’t really mean—really and seriously now, and irritation apart—that you won’t pay these costs and damages?” “Not one halfpenny,” said Mr. Pickwick firmly; “not one halfpenny.” “Hooroar for the principle, as the moneylender said ven he vouldn’t renew the bill,” observed …