'Samivel!' exclaimed Mr. Weller, when he was thus enabled to behold his rescuer.
Sam nodded.
'You're a dutiful and affectionate little boy, you are,ain't you,' said Mr. Weller, 'to come a-bonnetin' your father in his old age?'
'How should I know who you wos?' responded the son. 'Do you s'pose I wos to tell you by the weight o'your foot?'
'Vell, that's wery true, Sammy,' replied Mr. Weller,mollified at once; 'but wot are you a-doin' on here?Your gov'nor can't do no good here, Sammy. They won't pass that werdick, they won't pass it, Sammy.'And Mr. Weller shook his head with legal solemnity.