Clickit, or such a frank, unaffected creature
as Mr. Clickit? were there ever two people, in short, so little
spoiled by the world as they are? 'As who, darling?' cries Mr.
Widger, from the opposite side of the table. 'The Clickits,
dearest,' replies Mrs. Widger. 'Indeed you are right, darling,'
Mr. Widger rejoins; 'the Clickits are a very high-minded, worthy,
estimable couple.' Mrs. Widger remarking that Bobtail always grows
quite eloquent upon this subject, Mr. Widger admits that he feels
very strongly whenever such people as the Clickits and some other
friends of his (here he glances at the host and hostess) are
mentioned; for they are an honour to human nature, and do one good
to think of. 'YOU know the Clickits, Mrs. Jackson?' he says,
addressing the lady of the house. 'No, indeed; we have not that
pleasure,' she replies. 'You astonish me!' exclaims Mr. Widger:
'not know the Clickits! why, you are the very people of all others
who ought to be their bosom friends. You are kindred beings; you
are one and the same thing:- not know the Clickits! Now WILL you
know the Clickits? Will you make a point of knowing them? Will
you meet them in a friendly way at our house one evening, and be
acquainted with them?' Mrs. Jackson will be quite delighted;
nothing would give her more pleasure.
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