'We are not,' roared Mr Pickwick, in a tone which would have persuaded to any listener who was not involved that he was telling the truth.
'Ain't you, though - ain't you?' said the young man to Mr Pickwick. He made his way through the crowd by the infallible method of putting his elbow into the faces of the people who made up the crowd.
In a few hurried words Mr Pickwick explained what was really going on.