Act IV, Scene V: O Gertrude, Gertrude! / When sorrows come, they come not single spies, / But in battalions.
The palmist peers at it with a magnifying glass, and analyses the scrabbly lines as if they were a map of buried treasure.
Such was the morning, when an open carriage, in which were three Pickwickians, (Mr. Snodgrass having preferred to remain at home,) Mr. Wardle, and Mr. Trundle, with Sam Weller on the box beside the driver, pulled up by a gate at the road-side, before which stood a tall, raw-boned gamekeeper, and a half-booted, leather-leggined boy: each bearing a hag of capacious dimensions, and accompanied by a brace of pointers.[…]Here the leather-leggined boy laughed very heartily, and then tried to look as if it was somebody else, whereat Mr. Winkle frowned majestically.
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