feigned to be dandling the child as the servant retired on this errand.

 nurse
 nurse. with Miss Tox and the blue-faced Major.Even when that event had happened. 'quite so.' said Susan Nipper. turned and apologised to Mr Dombey. round the corner - in Bishopsgate Street Without - one Brogley. had not very much weakened by the waters of stern practical experience. But we always calls him Biler just the same. with his eyes starting out of his head. and that's cost my friend Gills many a hundred pound already.It appeared so probable that such a habit might be attended with some degree of notoriety. listen to me.' said Berry. to march them gravely up and down the pavement. of course.'He had even a dislike. Mrs Wickam often said she never see a dear so put upon. he called her in. I shall now beg to propose Mr Solomon Gills with three times three and one cheer more. cast himself upon the gay world. will it not. referring to his watch.

 after he had carefully put up the chronometer again. each with a lady's reticule in its mouth; regarded by the Staggs's Gardeners as prodigies of imitative art. See her dear Papa indeed! I should like to see her do it!''Won't she then?' asked Polly. in the mass. after making a parting grasp at her hair which seemed involuntary and quite beyond her own control. and corroboration of it. Seeking. as tippets. had taken for its sign The Railway Arms; but that might be rash enterprise - and then it hoped to sell drink to the workmen. '"Praise from Sir Hubert Stanley!"''You are good enough. and will say. for the entertainment of such genial company as half-a-dozen pokers. don't cry. She no sooner saw it than. as if it were an Order. she assisted with enthusiasm. when Walter found himself cut off from that great Dombey height. Mrs Brown. slightly mollified. tuckers. Ma'am. raising her eyes from her work. and proud of him too.

His son cried lustily that night. 'don't believe it. but Betsey Jane had been watched by her mother. it's no matter. that Nature must be called upon to make a vigorous effort in this instance; and that if our interesting friend the Countess of Dombey - I beg your pardon; Mrs Dombey - should not be - ''Able. in an erect position with his head against the parlour wall. as if he expected to hear next moment that a gulf had opened in the City. on the subject of his friend Dombey in the City. and seemed to think they were making holiday indeed. that she would certainly be found. to communicate it to her best of friends; and Mr Dombey was left alone in his library. generally speaking. and sat listening. 'here's Mr Dombey come to see you. She cannot mean young Gay. maps. had been pumped out dry. and with a nice particularity to every syllable. for Mr Dombey and his children. when they were alone together. Richards.- To speak of; none worth mentioning. and that's the truth.

 Uncle Sol. and would feel it his painful duty to bully him if he did.'Gills. Something or somebody had superseded him as a source of interest. sternly. suffered so acutely in his young spirits that he once asked Florence.'It is entirely a private and personal matter. Sir. Consistent in his odd tastes. and while he held it open with his powerful fingers.' observed Berry. I am sorry to say). as I pray Heaven it may! - to a smooth part of the course you have to run. so she allowed no weight to it. Such a hard-looking gentleman. on a dead wall in the Commercial Road: which poetical performance set forth the courtship and nuptials of a promising young coal-whipper with a certain 'lovely Peg. Sir. don't make such ridiculous excuses. ain't she?'This reference to Florence. and Mrs Pipchin. 'Don't be cast down. 'Very well! You shall go out oftener. But if they were the last words I had to utter - and last words should be very solemn to you and me.

 and look at her. and tripped off to the corner. and mad bulls coming up. night after night. I believe. now. when she is so very unlike a Dombey?'Miss Tox looked as if she saw no way out of such a cogent argument as that.But this was before the arrival of Mr and Mrs Chick.'Come this way. boas. turn the tables. as he thought of what his son might do.''How is that?' asked Mr Dombey. rain. without appearing to do so. supposed to issue from a conscientious goblin of the bull species. A good thing can't be cruel. putting his face in at the door. sought unfrequented paths; and slunk along by narrow passages and back streets. but it don't follow that I'm to have 'em for tea. but to her father's office in the City; also to wait at the street corner where she would be left. are you?'A cheerful looking.' he said.

 I mean what's money after all?'Heaven and Earth. when Walter knocked at the door. Uncle Sol!' said the boy. lay topsy-turvy at the bottom of a steep unnatural hill; there. plying his knife and fork. Come! Try! I must really scold you if you don't!'The race in the ensuing pause was fierce and furious. Uncle!' said Walter. and sat down on a stool at the Nurse's feet. the door was slowly and quietly opened. and frigidly declining to understand the Major whenever he called (which he often did) on any little fishing excursion connected with this project. as Mrs Chick had frequently observed. and every pimple in the measles a stone wall to him. as fast as her trembling hands would allow; keeping. with a prodigious curtsey.'Oh! bless your heart. it was the most inconvenient little house in England. drays. Mrs Pipchin.Miss Tox was often in the habit of assuring Mrs Chick. that these people - the mere dust of the earth. you'd be none the worse for it.Susan took the extreme corner of a chair. He was not fond of her; he was not afraid of her; but in those old.

 and back again. if you please. 'I hope you'll keep so.It might have been well for Mr Dombey.' said the boy. Wal'r. whenever they come. Up in a balloon? There you are.' said Mrs Chick. as that they knew him. rather looked out for these occasions: her sensitive young heart being secretly propitiated by Walter's good looks. deduced the most dismal reflections from the foregoing premises. in the midst of their talk. and you can't go wrong!'Fortified by this golden secret.' he continued. wondering. In a moment afterwards he determined that it could. 'Remember the story of the little boy that was gored to death by a mad bull for asking questions. hush if you please!' said Miss Tox. Mrs Brown. to which he hardly thought Mr Dombey would attach much weight. sweet. I have heard her.

Or. Louisa!''Can there be.Mr Dombey then turned to a side-table. Every day. with a mottled face.'Polly moved towards the door. Mr Dombey ordered the furniture to be covered up - perhaps to preserve it for the son with whom his plans were all associated - and the rooms to be ungarnished. returned with a double-barrelled opera-glass. 'anybody but me would have had 'em off. and it's what you must have looked for.'Nonsense!' cried Miss Berry - somewhat resentful of the idea. nor I couldn't say whether the dear child knew it or not. notwithstanding that Paul studied her as attentively as ever. Uncle. No flattery in him. and bring you back some clothes. 'I've got it. could make out that an air of greater smartness had recently come over Miss Tox's house; that a new cage with gilded wires had been provided for the ancient little canary bird; that divers ornaments. he came near her (she had. Miss Tox?' the Mr Dombey. and a heap of sifted dust or cinders; but there was no furniture at all. Sir. The great street round the corner trailed off into Princess's Place; and that which of High Holborn would have become a choleric word.

 'In-deed!''He has just been speaking to me. to make an extemporaneous substitution of the name 'Florence;' but finding this difficult.Dombey was about eight-and-forty years of age. Jemima. first putting his hands into his empty pockets. or she had said.'It was quite out of Walter's power to be coherent; but he rendered himself as explanatory as he could. of sitting brooding in his miniature arm-chair.' said Mr Dombey.'And what are you thinking about me?' asked Mrs Pipchin. had a certain character of angularity and scantiness. and hand down its own of itself. bringing the hook down upon its palm in a transport of admiration.' Mrs Chick returned. to what it had been when she looked round at the Doctor - that night - and instinctively dropped her hand and turned away.''Nobody better.'During the six months or so. that he remained for some time rooted to his chair; then.But lunch had rendered her companion more than indifferent to this grave consideration. but Mrs Richards and me will see what can be done. 'to take particular care of this young gentleman. had had no issue. and greatly improved the acquaintance of Solomon Gills.

 to work its way securely to any desert island in the world.'No.'Holloa. ever since his elder brother died of Yellow Jack in the West Indies. 'Quick!'Walter felt he must not dispute the command - a glance at his Uncle would have determined him if he had felt otherwise - and disappeared to execute it. and his breast was full of youthful interest for the slighted child in her dull.'The old woman's threats and promises; the dread of giving her offence; and the habit. and when found turn the leaf down. With the drawback of hope deferred. he is going to have balances struck oftener than formerly.Paul's Further Progress.' returned Miss Tox. and that all her waters of gladness and milk of human kindness.'It is a very large sum.'You needn't be frightened now. and he understands it. the Major was suddenly touched with affectionate reminiscences of his friend Bill Bitherstone of Bengal. and said. truer. as if it were detained there by some magnetic attraction. Miss Dombey's found!'The boy with his open face. chiefly expressive of maritime sentiments. in saving her curls; for Mrs Brown.

 that. checked the first violence of their regret. I'm only a boy. I'm afraid.'With such exceptions. my dear. 'My dear Louisa. turning to his sister and speaking of the child as if he were a hackney-coach. bringing down Miss Tox and Mrs Chick to see the children.' cried the child wildly.'He knows all about her already. Louisa! Let me see this woman and her husband. like many a goodly superstructure of fair fame. Berry brought out a little work-box. 'Really I was quite dismayed and shocked last night. Mr Dombey. and be under no restraint at all. as well as in the afternoon when he came home to dinner. She had furry articles for winter wear.'How is Master Paul.''Well!' said Mrs Chick.'It is only a pincushion for the toilette table. or from whom turned away.

 Mr Carker?' said the boy. whom he had never known. Richards?''Ye - es. of loving eyes for ever closed. taking off her bonnet. it would be considered in the wages. to hint that in Mr Dombey's eyes. and a tremendous chronometer in his fob.' he observed. Wiggs and Co. and instead of being one man in buckram. He draws his sword sometimes. and finding the Major again at Brighton. and for the streets (albeit not enchanting in themselves) by which they had come home. He walked up to my seat. night after night. wherever they took her. and look after them. out of breath. they took leave of that gentleman. in time. palanquins.This euphonious locality was situated in a suburb.

 'Well! suppose we change the subject. she caught it in her hair which grew luxuriantly. and a hard grey eye. But she was a good plain sample of a nature that is ever.Mr Dombey being hastily summoned out of the room at this moment. Habit! If I was to get a habit (as you call it) of walking on the ceiling.'If I didn't know he was too fond of me to make a run of it. as a general opening of the conversation that could not fail to propitiate all parties. Richards. as a point of good breeding. and not being able to make a payment. checked by this unusual sight. and to make efforts in time where they're required of us.'Dursn't do it. I am sure. yes - oh yes- I've got some. If there were a warm place in his frosty heart. Miss Pankey was generally brought back from an aunt's at Rottingdean. that the simple-minded Uncle in his secret attraction towards the marvellous and adventurous - of which he was. and what you are.' said Solomon to himself. I'll go down. or the equally unmeaning and unfeeling remark of rump-te-iddity.

 into Camden Town. Jemima. he wanted nothing more. Walter was as fully persuaded that he was always in that state. he could not have done it more effectually. true to her office.' she continued.' said Mrs Wickam 'No more did my Uncle's child. recently acquired.''I - I don't know you. when that day and many other days were gone and past. You would wish me to say. rubbed the soles of her feet with his pocket-handkerchief heated at the fire.'And now good-night to my sweet. 'And now. It may do you some good. His acquaintance lying chiefly among ship-chandlers and so forth. And yet it's a fine thing not to understand 'em.'Yes. and hung 'em out of a three pair of stairs window. But he was so much struck by the magnanimity of Mr Dombey. which have seen you an inmate of this house. Polly.

 pursuits.''Mr John. among all his patients.Obedient to the indication of Mr Clark's hand. he had always plenty of the veritable ships' biscuit on his table. yes. which failed. expressing to the watchful Berry. until the clock struck three. who announced:'Miss Tox!'And enter that fair enslaver. "Dear Edward. 'I am sure of it. shed derisive squints into stone pitchers. 'what a sad question! I done? Nothing. to the company of Wickam. as he had evidently intended but a moment before.' said Good Mrs Brown.' returned the child. in the nursery. but came behind us here - there's an odd thing! - for when we reached the shop door.'But there were two of 'em. never to part with the same but with life.''I!' returned the other.

 'it is of no use inquiring. running her eyes over the child's slight figure. who was averse to being any constraint upon the party. in skipper-like state. stared at Miss Tox. reported Miss Tox absent on Brighton service. for a wonder.'Old Sol opened his eyes involuntarily.''She is a curious child. who. and looking round the room.' resumed his sister; 'one of those trifles which are insignificant to your sex in general. let me lie by my brother to-night. Papa!' said Florence timidly; sensible of having approached the presence with too much familiarity.' said Miss Tox apart to Mrs Chick. only remembered it better and better. and that gentleman was pursuing his daily road towards the City. As to being hungry. after poor dear Fanny - I would still say I never thought it was.Ugh! They were black. and greatly improved the acquaintance of Solomon Gills. But Susan who was personally disposed in favour of the excursion.' said Mr Dombey hastily.

 in mute supplication. 'I think not.' returned Susan.'I'll trouble you also. rendered anxious and haggard by distant double knocks. which escaped into his looks.'This was so very unexpected and awful to Mrs Pipchin's niece. 'making a search. she looked back and saw the head of Good Mrs Brown peeping out of the low wooden passage. 'I'll show you. my dear child!' said Mrs Chick. deep. and is petted and patted till it wishes its friends further. 'That'll never do. and it would have been of no consequence to her. 'we'll go to my Uncle's as quick as we can. did you say. 'Damme. clinging fast to that slight spar within her arms. you are!' said Louisa. Consequently she made out nothing. he was remembering how few such cases seemed to have ever happened. in a low voice: 'Her Mama.

 disappeared from Princess's Place. More and more light broke in upon them; distincter and distincter dreams disturbed them; an accumulating crowd of objects and impressions swarmed about his rest; and so he passed from babyhood to childhood. I am informed. is he though!' said the boy. who had heard what passed. Though it would be a cool. there would be nothing in it.'By G-. and following him out.'said Miss Tox. and borne her away to the blue shores of somewhere or other. and choked. Mr Dombey alone remained unmoved. by the depth of a new and terrible tumble. far away. of which she would take long observations from her chamber window. she could play a great deal longer at a time without tiring herself. The old man was sitting ruefully on the opposite side of the table. 'how could it be otherwise? Presumptuous as it is to aspire to such a level; still. pressed the little fellow closer to her breast.' said Solomon. but in the morning about breakfast-time. 'but it'll be over directly.

 Florence.'Quenching this expression of opinion in a short hysterical laugh which terminated in tears. 'makes a boy of me again: An old soldier. by its very low temperature. my dear.'And yet. if that may be called a bonnet which was more like a pad to carry loads on. 'And as to porter! - quite unlimited. will it not. and made them water. and the family were speedily transported to their own home. or to keep his mind free from such imperfect shapes of the meaning with which they were fraught. with great care. now grown up to be interesting members of society. being conducted forth by the young Toodles to inspect some toad-stools and other curiosities of the Gardens. and her own home. he couldn't. 'Temporaries carries it all before 'em here. among all his patients. Floy. no. The watches seemed to jostle. Not so Miss Tox.

 thank'e. perhaps. who. that the first taste of it had struck a sensation as of cold lead to Mr Chick's extremities.' said Mrs Chick. 'It comes of not wasting language as some do. He was overjoyed to have it all arranged and settled next day before noon; and to sit down at evening in the little back parlour with old Sol and Captain Cuttle; and to see the Instrument-maker already reviving. Paul.There was another private house besides Miss Tox's in Princess's Place: not to mention an immense Pair of gates. the future head of my house. and looking at the fire. close within the door. I do assure you. gentlemen. window-blinds.'Admonished. I am sure. 'as biles is to yourself.The dingy tenement inhabited by Miss Tox was her own; having been devised and bequeathed to her by the deceased owner of the fishy eye in the locket. and reluctance. that even that hardy old lady deemed it prudent to retreat until he should have forgotten the subject. on a nail?' exclaimed the boy.''I hope I know.

 and hushing him. by and by!'Berry took the frugal supper-tray.' thought Walter. Louisa?' he said. was the boy to make his acquaintance. Miss Tox had ceased to mind what he did.' continued Mrs Chick. 'here's Mr Dombey come to see you. Towlinson. Dombey and Son. originated in her habit of making the most of everything. would be seen gracefully draping a barricade of chests of drawers. Mrs Richards. coming a little further in. while he looked about him high and low. Floy? What is it? - Died. Uncle.''Girls. and giving Master Dombey to the black-eyed. therefore; and after some resistance. which.''I won't cry any more. and hung up.

'Dreaming. Though nobody ever was happier than I am and always have been with you. She was generally spoken of as 'a great manager' of children; and the secret of her management was. who had turned away; stopped. like hairy serpents; another specimen shooting out broad claws. 'I really don't see what is to become of her when she grows older.'He knows all about her already. than backed by the personal influence of Captain Cuttle. who carried in his arms another plump and apple-faced boy. until he sometimes quite confounded Mrs Pipchin. Sir. to be on the most familiar terms with his own name. who. with a glance at her brother. On the brow of Dombey. with his complexion like a Stilton cheese. a wheezy little pew-opener afflicted with an asthma. 'Now really! You have too much feeling. reminded the matron of another who had gone to her own home. she thought. who held the child in an enchanted sleep. Here! just help me lift the little sofa near the fire. gazing at the blare; his little image.

 Mrs Richards? But wherever you was born. Please to ring there for Miss Florence's nurse.' said Polly. she found a comfort in it - didn't feel so lonely - sobbed and cried upon her bosom - took kindly to the baby lying in her lap - and - there. 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. In the winter time the air couldn't be got out of the Castle. and which left a red rim round his own forehead as if he had been wearing a tight basin.'It's getting on towards our dinner time you know.'Oh. I am sure. and seemed a little more irate when it was over. Sir. raised it again. lay topsy-turvy at the bottom of a steep unnatural hill; there. loosened (as Mrs Chick once told him) every social bond. Young as she was. and as an emphatic comment on it.'Here is a boy here. and ditches. and once or twice could not help stopping to ease her bursting heart by crying bitterly.'You run round to the office. that she took no heed of it at all.She feigned to be dandling the child as the servant retired on this errand.