![]() Wardle pursue the couple to London where they pay off Jingle and rescue Rachael Wardle from an unhappy marriage. However, despite Tupman's protestations of affection she elopes with the engaging charlatan and trickster Alfred Jingle. Tupman, we are observed! - we are discovered!” Tupman might have bestowed, if the lady had not given a very unaffected start, and exclaimed in an affrighted tone. He jumped up, and, throwing his arm round the neck of the spinster aunt, imprinted upon her lips numerous kisses, which after a due show of struggling and resistance, she received so passively, that there is no telling how many more Mr. Tupman no sooner heard this avowal, than he proceeded to do what his enthusiastic emotions prompted, and what, for aught we know (for we are but little acquainted with such matters), people so circumstanced always do. Tupman,” said the spinster aunt, with averted head, “I can hardly speak the words but-but-you are not wholly indifferent to me.” “Oh, Rachael!” He seized her passive hand, and the watering-pot fell to the ground as he pressed it to his lips.-“Oh, Rachael! say you love me.” Tupman had sunk upon his knees at her feet. He is here, Miss Wardle.” And ere the lady was aware of his intention, Mr. ![]() “But he can be found,” said the ardent Mr. “Could such an individual be found-” said the lady. There lives at least one being who can never change-one being who would be content to devote his whole existence to your happiness-who lives but in your eyes-who breathes but in your smiles-who bears the heavy burden of life itself only for you.” “Men are such deceivers,” she softly whispered. Tupman paused, and pressed the hand which clasped the handle of the happy watering-pot. “Where was the woman ever seen who resembled you? Where else could I hope to find so rare a combination of excellence and beauty? Where else could I seek to-Oh!” Here Mr. “Then what can you be or to what, without presumption, can I compare you?” replied Mr. ![]() “All women are angels, they say,” murmured the lady playfully. “Nay,” said the eloquent Pickwickian-“I know it but too well.” Tupman!” exclaimed Rachael, blushing as red as the watering-pot itself. The spinster aunt trembled, till some pebbles which had accidentally found their way into the large watering-pot shook like an infant’s rattle. Tupman detained her, and drew her to a seat beside him. The spinster aunt took up a large watering-pot which lay in one corner, and was about to leave the arbour. Wardle's wealthy spinster sister, Rachael Wardle, and, initially at least, she with he. There was the fat boy - Hablot Knight Browne (1874)ĭespite being middle-aged and portly, Tupman is a flirtatious ladies' man who regularly falls in and out of love but who is never successful in affairs of the heart. He is accidentally shot in the arm while hunting fowl by the inept sportsman Nathaniel Winkle. But the soul of Tupman was completely unchanged - admiration of the fair sex was still the most important thing for him. Time and feeding had expanded his once romantic body the black silk waistcoat had become larger and larger inch by inch the gold watch-chain beneath that waistcoat had disappeared from Mr Tupman's sight and gradually his chin had grown until it hid the white tie around his neck. This Mr Tupman had the wisdom and experience of mature years but added to this was the enthusiasm and strong emotions of a boy, because Mr Tupman suffered from the most interesting and pardonable of human weaknesses - love. On Mr Pickwick's right sat Mr Tracy Tupman. ĭickens describes him in Chapter One of The Pickwick Papers Background Ī founder and member of the Pickwick Club created by the retired businessman Samuel Pickwick, he is one of Pickwick's travelling companions along with Nathaniel Winkle and Augustus Snodgrass who extend their scientific researches into the quaint and curious phenomena of British rural life by travelling to locations far distant from London to report on their findings to the other "Pickwickians" remaining at home. Although fat and middle-aged he considers himself a young lover and has an unfortunate amorous entanglement with the spinster Rachael Wardle. Tracy Tupman is a fictional character in Charles Dickens's first novel, The Pickwick Papers (1836). ![]() Cupid shoots his arrow into the heart of Tracy Tupman - illustration by Thomas Nast (1873)
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