The magistrate looked at Mr. Jinks; Mr. Jinks looked at the magistrate; the officers looked at each other in amazement. Mr. Nupkins turned suddenly pale.Could the man Weller, in a moment of remorse, have divulged some secret conspiracy for his assassination?It was a dreadful thought. He was a public man; and he turned paler, as he thought of Julius Caesar and Mr. Perceval.
The magistrate looked at Mr. Pickwick again, and beckoned Mr. Jinks.
'What do you think of this request, Mr. Jinks?'murmured Mr. Nupkins.