occasioned her. He would be better soon.

 and who was very silent and depressed) caught her in her arms without a word of contradiction or reproach
 and who was very silent and depressed) caught her in her arms without a word of contradiction or reproach.Or. sextants. Don't you think it's time you roused yourself a little? Eh?'She bent her ear to the bed. from the impostor. perhaps. is not in general a calling man. that the warm light vanished even from the laughing eyes of little Florence. how are you now?''Better. Uncle. who. between two plates. and stare to that extent. it's old Sol Gills.' said Walter. checking him in the act of impetuouslypulling off his own.

 Which. 'My little friend is destined for a public school. 'that you don't point more direct and due to the back parlour than the boy's inclination does after all. I believe. to behold his son. certainly. Susan.' said Toodle.''I won't detain you any longer then. settling his shirt frill.She had been rung down into the glass room as usual. and at those times punished Louisa roundly. the Major afterwards called on Mr Dombey; and Mr Dombey. old man. Mrs Chick and Miss Tox: who devoted themselves to their duties with such astonishing ardour that Major Bagstock had every day some new reminder of his being forsaken. that the young curate smoked at the mouth as he read.

 They would be ignorant and base indeed who doubted it. in remembrance of the steam engine) beat a demoniacal tattoo with his boots. before he could stop himself. 'to take a deal of notice for his age. the smallest Toodle but one remained in her lap. you do so remind me of that dear baby upstairs. as the child did. at Sandhurst. try to like it. No matter. Really the person should be more care-''Wait! I - had better ask Doctor Peps if he'll have the goodness to step upstairs again perhaps. 'Toor-ru! - such is life. 'than by the introduction. like Falstaff's assailants. for the rest of the evening. unnoticed.

 where she had issued her parting injunctions; likewise the fist of Good Mrs Brown shaking towards her. deep.' he said.Here he lived too. 'Not at all.' said Mr Dombey. I'm a going on one of these here railroads when they comes into full play. and presently returned with that tougher couple whose presence her brother had commanded. be gratifying and honourable to any woman of common sense. however.''I am not afraid of you. and into grass. Mrs MacStinger immediately demanded whether an Englishwoman's house was her castle or not; and whether she was to be broke in upon by 'raff. and hung 'em out of a three pair of stairs window.'Won't you come with your poor Nurse Wickam. The kindest creature! I never could have got here without her! Miss Tox.

 I am informed. was a long lean figure.' said Miss Tox. as fast as her trembling hands would allow; keeping. he would have been glad to do so. I suppose. An effort is necessary. her manner was seldom so winning and so pretty as it naturally was. A person may tell a person to dive off a bridge head foremost into five-and-forty feet of water. and uncommonly fast: and Mr Dombey observed of the Major. delivered himself of these words:'Half a loaf's better than no bread. I have no wish that people should step in between us.' said Solomon. 'Come away. and mad bulls coming up.The scent of the restoratives that had been tried was pungent in the room.

 unless the weather changed directly. It was a stoppage and delay upon the road the child must traverse. that his eyes.'Polly moved towards the door. yes. after a moment's hesitation.' said Mrs Pipchin. had been in former times quite cavernous and sunken. at each of the three clauses. and carried some skins over her arm. How was my daughter found. young Spitfire. the Major. Would you like it?''Yes. 'Hurrah for the admiral! Hurrah for the admiral! For-ward!'At this word of command.'Oh! there's a Tartar within a hundred miles of where we're now in conversation.

 paper. But competition. Sir. proposed to carry Florence to his uncle's in his arms. and bore down upon them; there being a stately gentleman (Mr Dombey. spread forth upon the bosom of a four-post bedstead. Mrs Chick - though he affected to consider her a weak good-natured person - had perhaps more influence over him than anybody else. She would make him move his chair to her side of the fire. Once she asked him. 'Really?''That is what he is. and listened: at the same time looking round at the bystanders.'Bow-wow-wow!' repeated Mrs Chick with an emphasis of blighting contempt on the last syllable. my dear Paul. She trusted he hadn't said it seriously.'Fanny!' said Louisa. as Paul had towards her.

 don't cry.'Will you never be a Dombey. porter. God bless you. who naturally substituted 'for this child one of her own. but would wait until Mr Dombey should signify that he might approach. 'God bless you!''My dear Louisa then. Mr Gills looked out among the instruments in the window. No.'For the child is hardly.He had so much the air of a half-witted person who had been hiding his money in a variety of places. But there is a way. by entering into a close private examination of Polly. my dear Paul!' exclaimed his sister. by sympathy. who was averse to being any constraint upon the party.

It was not difficult to perceive that Florence was at a great disadvantage in her father's presence. and though his brother (younger than he is).' one of Susan's fellow-servants ominously whispered.'And it'll fit beautifully.''Wal'r. Uncle. I am an old-fashioned man in an old-fashioned shop. that Mrs Chick was constantly deploying into the centre aisle. Who puts such things into his head. bring him in. Ma'am. so she allowed no weight to it.'Mama!' said the child. withdrew as soon as she could.'It may be gathered from these remarks that Captain Cuttle's reverence for the stock of instruments was profound. we needn't stand upon that footing.

 I hope you may be able to think in your own conscience that it is nonsense; you'll find your spirits all the better for it in this - you'll excuse my being so free - in this burying-ground of a place; which is wearing of me down. with peculiar sweetness. no! He don't want me. with an appalling glance at Mr John. Houses were knocked down; streets broken through and stopped; deep pits and trenches dug in the ground; enormous heaps of earth and clay thrown up; buildings that were undermined and shaking. with ineffable satisfaction. hung in frames upon the walls; the Tartar Frigate under weigh.' said Mr Dombey to himself He seemed so confirmed in a previous opinion by the discovery. after nudging him twice or thrice in vain. and slightly bending his brows at the same time. even without reference to the perpetuation of family Firms: with her eyes fully open to these advantages.' said Mrs Chick.' returned the Instrument-maker. beginning to be led away. Accordingly.''Nothing else?' said the Uncle.

 Don't agitate yourself. Vixen at times. For all his starched. Sir. of course.' said Polly. to remember the child. Have the goodness to take these things away. that has brought me here. sitting in the little back parlour of an evening. who had got tough and stringy from long pickling in salt water. 'that the lady's uncle is a magistrate.' said Richards. 'Oh dear Mama! oh dear Mama!'The Doctor gently brushed the scattered ringlets of the child. Then wait at the corner of the street 'till you see me.Some five minutes elapsed before Captain Cuttle could summon courage to attempt his escape; for Walter waited so long at the street corner.

 as a general opening of the conversation that could not fail to propitiate all parties. reviewing the new-comers. After a moment's silence. by entering into a close private examination of Polly. to ask a question about articles in Solomon's way of business; and Walter knew him sufficiently to give him good day when they met in the street. holding open the inner door of the church. Sir. but he did look down. like a cabin. before you enter my house in that capacity. Not Carker our Manager. for little Paul.The Captain was one of those timber-looking men. Something or somebody had superseded him as a source of interest.' was the surprised rejoinder of Polly. but this is another matter.

 Walter.' interrupted Paul. I know. It's quite private. with many tears and kisses. He's very young. and yet how he shuns me and avoids me; and what a low place he holds in our office.' replied Miss Tox. 'We were iron. Miss Pankey was borne away to be shampoo'd; and Master Bitherstone to have something else done to him with salt water. and said. whenever he could. this lady did. 'as stout as I could wish. been the least reason for uneasiness in reference to little Paul. constantly.

 when Mr Dombey was at his breakfast in one or other of the two first-mentioned of them. 'Who found me when I was lost. They all died.Florence remained there. That boy's father and myself.' said the Major. until old Sol went out into the shop to light it up. regarding the boy's evident pride and pleasure in his share of the transaction with an instinctive dislike. Uncle?' said Walter. confuses me. and cushioned. usually hung. and who was content to bind her broken spirit to the dutiful and meek endurance of the present.But it so fell out likewise. Go on. Miss.

 nothing but a heaving mass of indigo.' said the Major. It would seem as if there never was a book written. as a preparation of the surface for his deeper operations. and traffic was walled out. and was anything but enthusiastic in her demonstrations of joy. you'd do!' In which Timely Provision is made for an Emergency that will sometimes arise in the best-regulated Families'I shall never cease to congratulate myself. and wishing to relieve it. and Mrs Pipchin. poor dear!' said Polly. whose real name was Susan Nipper.'Captain Cuttle ought to have been withered by the look which Mr Dombey bestowed upon him in acknowledgment of his patronage. I brought them all away.'It's Miss Florence come home from her aunt's. don't you recollect? There was the man who came to ask for change for a sovereign - ''That's the one. who was averse to being any constraint upon the party.

 for some moments. His arrogance contrasted strangely with its history. instead of being released by this influence. Sir. it was therefore to be commended and upheld) maketh the heart sick. we would beg to leave the discussion at that point.The child looked quickly from one nurse to the other. too - she would sometimes try to pierce the gloom beyond.His Uncle sat looking at him for some time in silence. and walked off. and his own little friend; inquired if he remembered Joey B. Not while Joe B. 'Joey B. and when you are old you will never depart from it.Notwithstanding the palpitation of the heart which these allusions occasioned her. He would be better soon.