Of Dr. Slammer also we have only a sketch, and that of the slightest character.
The officers—like Dr. Slammer, all the figures—fat boy included—were drawn from this stage of his life.
As it was, Slammer stumped off in anger, leaving the Pickwickians to enjoy the evening in their own way.
Doctor Slammer was old; Jingle was young, and the lady felt flattered.
At that moment Doctor Slammer saw that the man he faced was not the one who had insulted him at the ball.
Doctor Slammer's friend bowed, and produced a case similar to that which Mr. Snodgrass carried.
Doctor Slammer and his friends repaired to the barracks, and Mr. Winkle, accompanied by Mr. Snodgrass, returned to their inn.
Then we may ask the question, why was not Dr. Slammer in uniform—always required in presence of a commander?