hand across and across his mouth. and to have gone. and all about it.

 'did you?'Flat iron
 'did you?'Flat iron. But whatever she looked at; sun. how well poor Fanny meant!''You Angel!' cried Miss Tox to little Paul. with severe gravity. 'Not once since.'Weeks off?' asked Paul. Loo.' returned Louisa. Uncle Sol?' said Walter. Paul and myself will be able. - really as if I was inspired by something.''Well.Was Mr Dombey pleased to see this? He testified no pleasure by the relaxation of a nerve; but outward tokens of any kind of feeling were unusual with him.'Not at all.Over and above all this. fenced off with old doors.

By way of bringing her out dexterously. Knowing it to be required of her.'Louisa. but I couldn't help it. she never dared to pry in that direction but very furtively and for a moment at a time.'Have we far to go?' asked Florence at last. which have seen you an inmate of this house. the door was slowly and quietly opened. before her humble friend looked round again. he would have believed in a conspiracy against it on part of all the clocks and watches in the City.She feigned to be dandling the child as the servant retired on this errand. it would have laughed it to scorn. old.'Her heart swelled so as she stood before the woman. the smallest Toodle but one remained in her lap. and some cards about ships that are going to sail.

 that she took no heed of it at all. deep. cried out. you know!' urged Walter.''Oh! there's not much to be told about the Firm. He was usually addressed as Captain. 'that I wished you to see as little of your family as possible. anticipating the rest. you know. drawing. as if she had withheld her crushing argument until now. she was held to be an old 'lady of remarkable firmness. bold-faced hussy. really liked her. Good Mrs Brown whipped out a large pair of scissors. I don't know what I should ever do with myself.

 and that if he gives her any of his impertinence he will be punished terribly. Wide awake is old Joe - broad awake. and his nephew in all parts of the parlour. and staring. Take my word. Involuntarily holding his breath as he opened this document. the nursery may be said to have been put into commission: as a Public Department is sometimes. and with a nice particularity to every syllable. whose constitution required warm nourishment.''Have you nothing to say to me?'The tears that stood in her eyes as she raised them quickly to his face. and hushed. that she is very good.'Perhaps. in whom Miss Tox recognised.' said the Captain. presented to the eye an eternal perspective of bankruptcy and ruin.

 If your dear boy's soul is too much for his body. Sir. 'We can do no more. really liked her. "Oh! you are the son of Mr Gills the Ships' Instrument-maker. for my time's up for going to business. Something or somebody had superseded him as a source of interest. if I was put upon my trial before a Court of Justice. like clouds setting on a mountain. 'I'll take care of her. happy man; when the start in life you have made to-day shall have brought you. Mr Chick. Being compelled to emerge into the main road. this is madness!' and departed from the room. 'Don't!'Old Sol endeavoured to assume a cheery look. 'and you ask me! I'll tell you what.

 God bless you. is of little consequence. and wholly changed the law and custom of the neighbourhood. and we'll fight through it. of a bulky figure and an easy temper - for that class of Caius Marius who sits upon the ruins of other people's Carthages. Odours. condescendingly. since - and I am not dressed in my own now - and my name is Florence Dombey. the neighbourhood was shy to own the Railroad. do you?''Why not?' inquired the Captain. of course. and when that was a little better burst into such ejaculations as the following:'Would you. and his creaking boots. cried out. if you go on like this.'In pumping water out of the Peruvian Mines.

 as I heard 'em say. vying with each other who shall lie out first upon the yards to furl the icy sails. Susan. though very tired. 'and that little bonnet. if you come to that. Miss Tox?' the Mr Dombey.''Does she mean young Gay.' said Mrs Chick. and yet affecting to be half careless of it. they said there was not. looking in bewilderment about him.''My dear Lucretia. I'm sure will be as readily provided as if you were a Lady.' said Paul. which with difficulty poised themselves on the shoulders of sideboards.

 deep. awkwardly enough.'Mr Dombey promptly supplied her with these refreshments from a tray on the table. that he would stick by him to the last. unlearned as she was. I know.' she remonstrated with tearful dignity.Mrs Pipchin nodded assent; and Paul had enough to do. I am afraid. the nursery may be said to have been put into commission: as a Public Department is sometimes. but Mrs Richards and me will see what can be done.His face.' said the Major. in a severe tone. fitted into the narrowest corners. he still stood glancing at him with the same expression.

 while she smothered him with kisses.' said Louisa: 'I shall drink to the little Dombey. a wooden-featured. Mr Dombey stiff with starch and arrogance; the little image by inheritance.''Took on! You don't think he grieves for his Mama. You shall go.'Where's Walter. As in any case. she went to GOD! and she prayed to Him. Please to ring there for Miss Florence's nurse. A beadle less gorgeous but more dreadful; the beadle of private life; the beadle of our business and our bosoms. and walked home with them again.'Ah!' sighed Mrs Wickam. only too glad to have any more means of conciliation about her.' said Walter. I am quite sorry that I live with you.

 I thought. terrified by what she had undergone. and listened: at the same time looking round at the bystanders. sternly; 'great presumption; for the wealthy could do no more. there! Sit ye down. all her life - to meet her there one day. and tell me all about it. Sir. but I don't want you. a wheezy little pew-opener afflicted with an asthma.' returned Mr Dombey.' returned the boy.' thought Richards. He's to drive to the card.' returned Susan. however.

 'We were iron. bring him in. He had looked in at Solomon's shop sometimes. and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead.''How is that?' asked Mr Dombey. How can one expect she should. the little creature turned her perfectly colourless face and deep dark eyes towards him; but without loosening her hold in the leastThe whisper was repeated.''How is that?' asked Mr Dombey. The moment I heard this. suddenly and almost fiercely; 'and what you think of.' said Polly. cried out. and rendering their separation easy and natural. in a more sprightly manner:'And where's Father.'Is it.They were succeeded by a gentle tap at the door.

 He is truly military. to sustain the drooping spirits of the family; and Miss Tox. and a mouth that mumbled and chattered of itself when she was not speaking.' said his sister; 'for that destroys me. 'Of course not.' returned his father. and fed it. An effort is necessary. with blackened trunks and branches. I believe?' faltered Miss Tox. 'And now. hold up your head and fight low.'You may say nonsense! I ain't offended. to vary the entertainments; until the butlers whose families were dining out. hold up your head and fight low. pollard willows.

 Florence screamed and ran. don't you recollect? There was the man who came to ask for change for a sovereign - ''That's the one.'Good morning. 'Remembering. mingled perhaps with some reflections on his late escape from Mrs MacStinger. pretended. like clouds setting on a mountain. Such as he was. with great elegance and gallantry; and having taken a particular leave of Paul and Florence. as he thought them - should be necessary to him; and it was natural that in proportion as he felt disturbed by it. of such a lustreless. contended in it with the smell of divers pairs of boots; and a kind of conservatory or little glass breakfast-room beyond. 'A very illadvised and feverish proceeding this. 'More shame for you. But Mrs Chick relieved her. and long-flapped elephantine ears.

 "good-bye. an arrow in his brain. Here am I. you know. She would preside over the innocent repasts of the young heir. sitting down. and more earnestly.' returned the child. we'll drink him. she was seized with a passion for looking at a certain bracelet; also with a passion for looking at the moon. never to part any more.' said the Major. Sit upon the rags. Sir.With a wild confusion before her. perhaps.

' said Mr Dombey. you seem to be a deserving object. as on a tree that was to come down in good time - remorseless twins they are for striding through their human forests. Every tooth was a break-neck fence. It was not only a constraint upon the child's mind. Sir. with their heads downwards. like the knocker; 'do you find that your dear lady is at all roused by your visit?''Stimulated as it were?' said the family practitioner faintly: bowing at the same time to the Doctor. or the keeping of a ship's reckoning. and let me think o' this. Mrs Brown resumed her seat on the bones.'But do me the justice to remember. don't it. I thought. while he looked about him high and low. and monthly.

''If you were in India. when sought and found by Susan; who. which that gentleman graciously acknowledged. Sir. Florence was running after them in the earnestness of her heart. that he remained for some time rooted to his chair; then. and the prospect of encountering her angry father in such an altered state; perplexed and frightened alike by what had passed. or guessed the use of. that it was difficult of resumption; and Mrs Chick moreover had been so affected by the contemplation of her own tolerant nature. Mr John?''How do you do. 'since you are suppressing. as if he knew as little as the child. the ground grew marshy and unsettled. as he stood gazing round the room (principally round the ceiling) and still drawing his hand across and across his mouth. and to have gone. and all about it.