This spirited burst from Beth electrified the club , and Jo left her seat to shake hands approvingly . `` Now then , vote again . Everybody remember it 's our Laurie , and say , ` Aye ! ' '' cried Snodgrass excitedly . `` Aye ! Aye ! Aye ! '' replied three voices at once . `` Good ! Bless you ! Now , as there 's nothing like ` taking time by the fetlock ' , as Winkle characteristically observes , allow me to present the new member . '' And , to the dismay of the rest of the club , Jo threw open the door of the closet , and displayed Laurie sitting on a rag bag , flushed and twinkling with suppressed laughter . `` You rogue ! You traitor ! Jo , how could you ? '' cried the three girls , as Snodgrass led her friend triumphantly forth , and producing both a chair and a badge , installed him in a jiffy . `` The coolness of you two rascals is amazing , '' began Mr. Pickwick , trying to get up an awful frown and only succeeding in producing an amiable smile . But the new member was equal to the occasion , and rising , with a grateful salutation to the Chair , said in the most engaging manner , `` Mr. President and ladies -- I beg pardon , gentlemen -- allow me to introduce myself as Sam Weller , the very humble servant of the club . '' `` Good ! Good ! ''
cried XXXXX , pounding with the handle of the old warming pan on which she leaned .
Beth Jo Laurie Pickwick President Snodgrass Weller Winkle fetlock left