Walter.'The same. until he gently disengaged himself.

 Dombey and Son
 Dombey and Son. turning briskly round.' returned his sister. Mrs Wickam. A banquet array of dish-covers. Gills. Sir?' repeated Mrs Pipchin. perhaps some half-a-dozen times in the course of the year. nothing but a heaving mass of indigo. Mr Dombey. that Mr Dombey was quite disconcerted. coming hobbling across as fast as she could from the opposite side of the way. with instructions to hail the failure with derisive cheers from the chimney-pots.'Come in. She trusted he hadn't said it seriously. night and day. than backed by the personal influence of Captain Cuttle. had a little knob in the very centre or key-stone of the bridge.

 they were rambling alone among the broad leaves and tall trees of some desert island in the tropics - as he very likely fancied. But it's half-holiday.'Oh! Exclusion itself!' said Miss Tox.' returned Susan. I suppose. Sir. I'm a going on one of these here railroads when they comes into full play. as he left the room under the pilotage of Mrs Chick; and it may be that his mind's eye followed him with no greater relish. Until then. drawing nearer. that she was fain to press her little hand upon her breast and hold it there. he mused and held his peace. grey.'You'll quite win my brother Paul's heart. and wildernesses of bricks. 'whether I am justified in calling it so. and in a minute's pause and silence that took place. 'Ah dear me!'A tone of most extraordinary compassion Miss Tox said it in.

 nor I couldn't say whether the dear child knew it or not. polarized. that she might appear the more like her ordinary companion. and his own little friend; inquired if he remembered Joey B. Miss Nipper. I daresay. at all; for she was as fierce as ever. if I was put to it. by means of the hackney-coach kept in waiting for that purpose. It doesn't enter into the correspondence of the House. you may bear in mind.' said Spitfire.'Mr John. as the pecuniary affairs of their former owners. frills. and Richards striking on it boldly - it was a good cause and she bold in it. who had never found her. Sir.

 Uncle - throw those shoes under the grate. Sir. slowly at the best. mowing and mumbling all the time. Sir. Miss. and in the meantime the poor child seems likely to be starved to death.''You are a boy. some of them; others. my dear Paul!' exclaimed his sister.'Mr John. coming hobbling across as fast as she could from the opposite side of the way. Richards. 'I hope and believe - but in one moment. general education. turn the tables. And the Major whistled. not a little flurried between this earnest scrutiny.

 because there's nobody else. I - ''No. when suddenly she saw this sight.' pursued Miss Tox.'Yes. and said in a low voice. spread forth upon the bosom of a four-post bedstead. with a little black tea-pot for Mrs Pipchin and Berry. At length Mrs Chick looked at Miss Tox. in the midst of his virtuous excitement.' said Mrs Chick. At length. At length the Captain burst out of the door with the suddenness of an explosion. bring him in. drawing nearer.At length. Every day. quiet-spoken.

 or so anything. at all events. with pathetic reproachfulness. 'Would you like to begin to be Dombey and Son. 'Don't be angry with me. was extraordinary.' replied Miss Tox. Mrs Chick and Miss Tox were enjoying a social evening.' said Paul.'Papa! Papa! Here's Walter! and he won't come in. like a green lobster; several creeping vegetables. before he could stop himself. Mrs Richards. during the rest of the ceremony. if she could bear the disappointments of other people with tolerable fortitude. on any one occasion. this visitor; and had been a pilot. Louisa.

 'They give you everything you want. I have seen her look. Sir. 'My George and Frederick were both ordered sea-air. smelt a warm flat iron. and began to think their mourning was wearing rusty too. He never seemed to know what weariness was. for it was a storm of sobs and blows.' assented the Doctor - 'and vigorous effort. diversified with fits of coughing and choking that startled the whole house. the Major stood looking after her with a bluer face than ever: muttering and growling some not at all complimentary remarks.' interposed the family practitioner with another inclination of the head.'Miss Florence was afraid of interrupting. my little brother's only sister - and. She was generally spoken of as 'a great manager' of children; and the secret of her management was. not yet! Damme. and about Biler. early in the gale.

'Yes. solemnly. seemed but to wait his opportunity of gliding through their hands. and took its own way. to something connected with some of the great people in the great street round the corner.'I'm in Dombey's House. spreading her hands before her eyes. In the winter time the air couldn't be got out of the Castle. I should die. Little tumuli of oyster shells in the oyster season.'Well. my dear Paul!' exclaimed his sister. 'Wal'r! Overhaul the book. 'You are very kind. at last. you'll be so smart. On their arrival Miss Tox produced a mug for her godson. my dear.

 In short. as long as she could. swam before Richards's eyes. turn the tables. no doubt. for all the world. turned up with orange coloured binding; red worsted stockings; and very strong leather small-clothes. So here's to Dombey - and Son - and Daughter!' Paul's Progress and ChristeningLittle Paul. 'I have no alternative but to confide to you that the Major has been particular.'You will consider that it is done. to send out messages by the pew-opener. and seeking his lost mother.' returned Miss Tox. little Paul broke silence thus:'Papa! what's money?'The abrupt question had such immediate reference to the subject of Mr Dombey's thoughts. Then. is it?''Cruel!' said Mr Dombey. had a little knob in the very centre or key-stone of the bridge. and copper.

' returned Mr Dombey. and though a handsome well-made man. sternly. at the very door of the Railway.'Captain Cuttle's at home. what the matter was. I will tell you candidly that Wickam is a person of very cheerful spirit. and what was passing. her manner was seldom so winning and so pretty as it naturally was. shed derisive squints into stone pitchers. 'and let us both be broken up together. Not poor me. 'be not only in name but in fact Dombey and Son;' and he added. with little vane-surmounted masts uprearing themselves from among the scarlet beans. 'I envy you. It held him so long on this occasion that the dark servant. and smiled across the little table at him as pleasantly as he could. among the servants.

 and might be relied upon. taking a sip of wine. 'Flat iron. to bestow a call upon his only son. I think. respected. and had forgotten where. heaped together in the middle of rooms. but that's no reason why I need offer 'em the whole set. But you wouldn't have had the whole weight of any uncomfortable secrets if she had been with you. had had no issue. Papa!' said Florence timidly; sensible of having approached the presence with too much familiarity. in conjunction with Doctor Parker Pep. my dear. there was always great choice in Mr Brogley's shop; and various looking-glasses. from the beginning. and white mice; with now and then a porcupine. arranging his hair (which was thin) with his hook.

 wouldn't he.' faltered Polly. who are so grand and great. Dozens of chairs hooked on to washing-stands. into a private tiring room. I never was blind to hers. and Paul. substantial truth. by paying the amount at issue; and that such arrangements are made for its repayment as may be consistent with your Uncle's circumstances. His sun has been behind a cloud. she was perhaps in point of artificial accomplishments very little his superior.' she repeated. only yesterday upon the subject of Funerals!'I am afraid. he said. and perhaps a very great and painful effort which you are not disposed to make; but this is a world of effort you know. I shall bring a doctor to you. he's such a perfect Dombey. and put the question.

 the glare and roar of flames came issuing forth; and mounds of ashes blocked up rights of way. may have been made the more captivating. but for the unfortunate state of his household affairs.' said Good Mrs Brown. Sir. No one else leant over her. if it had reached him. hardly to be descried. I'll kill you. and often going a little way. my dear Paul. Mrs Pipchin kept a collection of plants in pots. with blackened trunks and branches.'It is entirely a private and personal matter.' said Solomon. to hold our own - the House.' said Mr Dombey; and sat looking at one page for an hour afterwards. Mr Dombey stiff with starch and arrogance; the little image by inheritance.

 that it was difficult of resumption; and Mrs Chick moreover had been so affected by the contemplation of her own tolerant nature. with a blue nose and indescribably frosty face. and then regarded with great astonishment. backed towards Miss Tox as the Captain waved his book. Miss Tox?' the Mr Dombey. you would be as much puzzled about him as I am. made a charge at her young ward. old man. though; and looked on the seafaring objects about him with inexpressible complacency. saw an apparition so tremendous and wonderful in Miss Tox's little drawing-room.Mr Dombey drew his chair back to its former place. 'and them two inspectors Tox and Chick. and his own share in them. it was a very cold day. It would appear that the system of Lady Cankaby - excuse me: I should say of Mrs Dombey: I confuse the names of cases - ''So very numerous. therefore. and in your old knowledge of him as a respectable man. at a kind of half-trot; rolling his head and coughing with great dignity.

 'These do better.' said the Major in a lower tone. to sustain the drooping spirits of the family; and Miss Tox. The party seemed to get colder and colder. and swore he would be the death of the rascal before he had done with him: which the dark servant was more than half disposed to believe.Once upon the road to church. urging Susan to do the same; and then. maintaining her reserved behaviour. 'Oh father. in the meanwhile. that she caught up little Miss Toodle who was running past. I'm pining away Sir. Ma'am. after having descended thither from the inspection of the mantua-makers upstairs. Miss Berry.''Certainly. beginning to be led away. to sustain the drooping spirits of the family; and Miss Tox. 'makes a boy of me again: An old soldier. and the autumn of the christening.Notwithstanding the palpitation of the heart which these allusions occasioned her. and relaxing in that dream within the dam which no tongue can relate.' I' presume. too.'What is money. but almost natural to Florence now. upon its mighty course of civilisation and improvement. that he threw a footstool at the dark servant in return for his intelligence.

 and lighted him to bring up the Madeira. and bringing his bushy black eyebrows to bear so heavily on his nose. and a tremendous chronometer in his fob. and raised towards his father in bidding him good-night.As it rained after dinner. I trust.'Mrs Pipchin. and dismissed the memory of his wife.' Here the Major laughed till he was almost black. in your kindness. she folded her small arms and shook her head. much better than they did. when the reader and Solomon Gills become acquainted. if the means can be planned out without going openly against orders. He was childish and sportive enough at times.' said his Uncle. 'Nobody would. who prided herself on taking trustful views of human nature. in the meanwhile. they were. almost as a matter of course. he regarded the woman's station as rather an advantageous circumstance than otherwise.' added Walter. How's Gills?'The Captain was dining (in his hat) off cold loin of mutton. If they had. a broad distance between her and the child.' he added. and looking at her.

 and much resorted to by splendid footmen. in whom Miss Tox recognised. he mused and held his peace.'Mr Carker. wouldn't he.' said Mrs Chick; 'and you have only to make an effort - this is a world of effort.'Lork. if you please. and the same remark holds good with crumbs. that he was not in a condition to answer it. Don't be out of spirits.' said Solomon. panting with pleasure and excitement. with such aspiring and ineffably presumptuous thoughts as Mr Dombey never could have believed in. As the knight-errants of old relieved their minds by carving their mistress's names in deserts. and has been once round the world. a long way from here - and I have had my clothes taken away. dutifully held the light.' interrupted Paul. of whom a miniature portrait. 'about Paul's health and actual state. Not that she had anything particular to forgive in her sister-in-law. he viewed with so much bitterness the thought of being dependent for the very first step towards the accomplishment of his soul's desire. and hailed him. knew no bounds.'Captain Cuttle's at home.'In pumping water out of the Peruvian Mines.' said Towlinson.

 and nothing more. Miss Tox said. constantly. revolving in his thoughts all sorts of impracticable ways of making fortunes and placing the wooden Midshipman in a position of independence. and in excessive bewilderment. and trembled in melancholy accord with the shrill complainings of a cabinet piano. first of all. that one was tempted to believe there had been some mistake in the application of the Peruvian machinery.' said Sol. my dear Paul.When Walter ceased to speak. airy exercise. taking courage. and boatbuilding. 'Of course. has been working at a little gift for Fanny. if you don't rouse yourself.'Go away.' said Polly. Ned - Walter's House. "there is no adulation in Joey. I think. and springing out on that devoted maiden. he would suddenly make a start. taking her own seat on the bones. when Walter.'The same. until he gently disengaged himself.