'What a sight for an antiquarian!' were the very words which fell from Mr Pickwick's mouth, as he applied his telescope to his eye.

Ah! fine place,' said the stranger, 'glorious pile - frowning walls - tottering arches - dark nooks - crumbling staircases - old cathedral too - earthy smell - pilgrims' feet wore away the old steps - little Saxon doors - confessionals like box offices at theatres - queer customers those monks - popes, and lord treasurers. All sorts of old fellows, with great red faces, and broken noses, turn up every day - sarcophagus - fine place - old legends too - strange stories: capital;' and the stranger continued to soliloquise until they reached the Bull Inn, in the High Street, where the coach stopped.

'Do you remain here, Sir?' inquired Mr Nathaniel Winkle.

Vocabulary:

Antiquarian: Someone who studies and collects old things.
Applied: Put on to.
Frowning: High and frightening.
Tottering: Almost falling over.
Nooks: Hidden corners.
Crumbling: Breaking to small pieces.
Pilgrim: Someone who travels for religious reasons.
Saxon: An old English (and German) tribe.
Confessionals: Where Catholics admit their sins to the priest
Queer customers: Strange people.
Treasurer: Someone who looks after an organization's money
Sarcophagus: A fine stone coffin
Capital: Here it means 'excellent'
Soliloquise: Talk to oneself