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320 “My uncle gave a loud stamp on the boot in the energy of the moment” 338 Heading to Chapter XXII 340 Mr. Winkle senior 352 Heading to Chapter XXIII 357 Heading to Chapter XXIV 374 Heading to Chapter XXV 387 Heading to Chapter XXVI 402 His jolly red face shining with smiles and health 404 Pointed with his thumb over his shoulder 416 Heading to Chapter XXVII 420 A cold collation of an Abernethy biscuit and a saveloy 423 Heading to Chapter XXVIII 434 A little old gentleman in a suit of snuff-coloured clothes 444 Dismissed him with a harmless but ceremonious kick 448 Heading to Chapter XXIX 449 “The happiness of young people,” said Mr. Pickwick, a little moved, “has ever been the chief pleasure of my life”