the more so as their position did not enable them to see what Tvas going forward.
Another cheer, .much louder.
"He has shaken hands with the men," cried the little agent.
Another cheer, far more vehement.
"He has patted the babies on the head," said Mr. Perker, trembling with anxiety.
A roar of applause that rent the air.
"He has kissed one of 'em!" exclaimed the delighted little man.
A second roar.
"He has kissed another," gasped the excited manager. A third roar.
"He's kissing 'em all!" screamed the enthusiastic little gentleman. And hailed by the deaf ening shouts of the multitude, the procession moved on.
How or by what means it became mixed up with the other procession, and how it was ever extricated *) from the confusion •consequent thereupon, is more than we can undertake to describe, inasmuch as Mr. Pickwick's hat was knocked over his eyes, nose, and mouth, by one poke of a Buff flagstaff2), very early in the proceedings. He describes himself as being surrounded on every side, when he could catch a glimpse of the scène, by angry and ferocious countenances, by a vast cloud of dust, and by a dense crowd of combatants. He represents himself as being forced from the carriage by some unseen power, and being personally engaged in a pugilistic encounter3); but with whom, or how, or why, he is wholly unable to state. He then feit himself forced up some wooden steps by the persons
1. to extricate: to disentangle, to free.
2. flagstaff: pole on which a flag is hung.
3. a pugilistic encounter: a fight with one's fists.