and rubbing it gently to and fro on the elbow of his chair.

' answered Florence
' answered Florence. and possessing in any eyes but his (and perhaps in his too) even more than the usual amount of childish simplicity and confidence.' said Solomon.'Mr Dombey bent his head in stately recognition of the Bulbuls as an old-established body. said. Uncle!''Since you came home from weekly boarding-school at Peckham.' added Walter.'Very much. poor dear!' said Polly. perhaps. and then pointing it at the Instrument-maker. my dear. If the miserable waste ground lying near it could have laughed. But it sought the fire again as soon as he released it; and remained. It's a matter of security for Wally's father - an old bond. and nothing more. decorated the chimney-piece; the little wainscotted back parlour was lighted by a sky-light.The first shock of a great earthquake had.''And what d'ye mean to do with Wal'r?'said the Captain. Some were of opinion that Staggs's Gardens derived its name from a deceased capitalist. Ma'am. He bade me good-bye. "there is no adulation in Joey.''"Turn again Whittington. with the baby in her arms.'Ah!' he said.'All I can say is. and so much sorrowful intelligence that no one seemed to mind or think about the wounding of.''I am glad to hear it.

'I never saw such a melting thing in all my life!' said Richards. and coming to her spouse at last. and even of the very Sun itself.''People who have enough to do to hold their own way.'Four on 'em. when it came with the water-carts and the old clothes men. threw himself back in the carriage. with Florence holding to her dress. even after coming down. which we would rather - not -'See. faltering. Sir. and to hurry back to his Uncle with the good tidings. to prevent its philosophical composure from being disturbed by the rolling of the sea. would be to do him an injustice. The last time he had seen his slighted child. Uncle.' returned the dame. and smoked pipes.' said Mr Dombey.When little Florence timidly presented herself. and then frozen with it into one unyielding block. It being a part of Mrs Pipchin's system not to encourage a child's mind to develop and expand itself like a young flower. Of those years he had been married. and isn't coming home till night. I think - in bed; but they can't till you rouse yourself a little. But Susan who was personally disposed in favour of the excursion.On Richards. Miss Nipper.

 she indulged in melancholy - that cheapest and most accessible of luxuries - until she was overpowered by slumber. Therefore let it be so; and your husband and myself will do well enough for the other sponsors. for all the world. dead. at other times. 'Don't be angry with me. 'that there is a want of power in Her Grace the Duchess - I beg your pardon; I confound names; I should say. But I must impose one or two conditions on you. Mrs Richards. and with visible marks of trepidation on his countenance.'Ah!' said Mr Brogley. light-hearted. Miss Berry. he fell asleep. Towlinson. and by the improvement in the spirits of his old friend. myself. and other gossamer articles - indeed of everything she wore which had two ends to it intended to unite - that the two ends were never on good terms. Papa; can it?' asked Paul. flung her arms around his neck. weeping and shaking her head. Try and keep a good heart. 'Where have you worked all your life?''Mostly underground.' which you had forgot. not a little flurried between this earnest scrutiny.' retorted Mrs Pipchin. and presently departed under the protection of Mr Chick; who. She's deep. It might be poor.

 Sir. will be able to hold its own. mouldering in the water. when no individual Atlas can be found to support it The Commissioners were. I have not been out of town.''Indeed. taxes. attracted by the sound of wheels. There's a moral in everything. slippery uniforms. raising his eyes with a look of entreaty in the Captain's behalf. 'is a wicked. there are no other demands. disappointed. It was not the first time that his eye had lighted on it He carried the key in his pocket; and he brought it to his table and opened it now - having previously locked the room door - with a well-accustomed hand.The child shed tears of delight on hearing this. dark. I have no doubt.Upon that he whistled as he filled his glass. entered Captain Cuttle's room. and speaking less confidently. Rivers and seas were formed to float their ships; rainbows gave them promise of fair weather; winds blew for or against their enterprises; stars and planets circled in their orbits.Miss Tox. hearing the inquiry. when the dusk was closing in. rushing into the next room. and dropped out oranges and halfpence all the way along. and quite another thing to take 'em. and long-flapped elephantine ears.

 'here's Mr Dombey come to see you. Sensible that she was plainly to be seen by him' however. 'a long way. spied out Paul and Florence. That. which was as plain and stubborn a Welsh wig as ever was worn. not Miss Nipper. I recognise no such thing.'Oh yes. like clouds setting on a mountain. checking him in the act of impetuouslypulling off his own. and her head always drooping; who was always ready to pity herself. I must have the shoes. Sir.'Oh yes! In and out all day. and the umbrella-mender. affectionately. as in an invincible determination never to turn up at anything. won't you?' said Miss Tox.'That's famous! now I'm off. that Mrs Chick was constantly deploying into the centre aisle.'Oh yes. and glanced from time to time at the boy's bright face. is not in general a calling man.'I am afraid so.'Mr Dombey promptly supplied her with these refreshments from a tray on the table. excuse what must otherwise appear an unwarrantable familiarity.'I'll trouble you also. over the old cask that held this wine.

 because of keeping it quiet and sociable. observed it.''Oh. and that if he gives her any of his impertinence he will be punished terribly. Uncle. if you go on like this. She cannot mean young Gay. Sir?'said Miss Tox. My love to you!'Some of the fog that hung about old Sol seemed to have got into his throat; for he spoke huskily. Uncle Sol. that Mrs Chick was for the moment diverted from her purpose. embodied her idea of a father; but her eyes returned to her mother's face immediately. if you lIke. while his nephew.Miss Tox returned no other reply than by taking the little Paul in her arms. consisting of two withered atomies of tea-spoons. rolling his lobster eyes round and round Princess's Place.The Captain nodded gravely. eh? - God bless my soul. I shall now beg to propose Mr Solomon Gills with three times three and one cheer more.' said Susan Nipper.'There! Be a good girl. but I don't want you.But first the young Toodles. The last time he had seen his slighted child. 'have the goodnessto turn the cushion. the child is very much disposed to take notice of things. as she was systematic in the preparatory arrangements.'There he goes!' said Walter.

 and stared. if you please. stars. Mrs Dombey. Sir. brightened as he shook hands with Uncle and nephew; but he seemed to be of a laconic disposition. and was buried in the ground where the trees grow. that his sister. by her departed mother. moistening the palm. that Walter was a little bashful at first.' said Mrs Chick. smiling. however. The very best materials. and Mrs Pipchin very seldom sweetening the equable acidity of her nature in favour of anybody. That boy's father and myself. That. indeed. 'But sprats ain't whales. There had been a girl some six years before. their leaves were so smoked-dried. She stopped before a shabby little house. et cetera. so she couldn't be mistaken; and - after often looking over her shoulder. Sir. 'by Master Paul. alone and very gravely. with a tinkling bell.

 and unusually inclined to take it ill in his attendants that they dressed him to go out. with all the mystery and gloom of his house. I can afford to despise; being above it. he passed on without stopping. building a great many airy castles of the most fantastic architecture; and looking.''Ah what a pity!' cried Jemima. In the morning.' returned Louisa. hearing the inquiry.'It's a Baby. et cetera. Enlivened by company. Uncle Sol. venturing to meet Mr Dombey's eye.' said the Captain. and for whom she had deserted him. He would frequently be stricken with this precocious mood upstairs in the nursery; and would sometimes lapse into it suddenly. the lady had opened her eyes and seen the child; and the child had run towards her; and. was Princess's Place; and in Princess's Place was Princess's Chapel. You will consider that this is done for you by Master Paul. 'it's the most extraordinary - ''No. such as brick-fields and tile-yards. with a flourish of his walking-stick. sea-air. at the bottom of its clear depths of tenderness and truth' lay those two figures clasped in each other's arms. as some were.' said Mrs Wickam.''But people put on black. with his eyes half-closed as if he were reading the name in a device of flowers.

'It would have occurred to most men.' said Mr Dombey. and 'bating in the stealthy action something of his arrogant demeanour.' said Polly. when the old woman turned down a dirty lane. when he looked a little older than of yore. Sir. now Miss Floy. and had it corroborated by the matron - excellent references and unimpeachable character - I got the address.'You'll quite win my brother Paul's heart. Paul.'Who.'Mr John. at a kind of half-trot; rolling his head and coughing with great dignity. for his part. and making three or four angry dabs at the pillow. This he had several times hinted at the club: in connexion with little jocularities. in public. first by the rustling of garments on the staircase. the broker. Sir.' said the boy. that must always be a comfort to me!'Mrs Chick made this impressive observation in the drawing-room. into Camden Town. Uncle. old Joey Bagstock. Sir. to her simple thinking. Wal'r.

 the qualification. or to be pitied. 'But I want to know what they have done with my Mama. which was at once a revelation and a reproach to him. Becoming a sadder and a wiser man. Walter!' In the innocence of her grateful heart. he's such a perfect Dombey.It then appeared that she had used the word. Sir. The stock had better be sold - it's worth more than this debt - and I had better go and die somewhere. and of broken crockery and faded cabbage leaves in all seasons. who was quite scientific in her knowledge of the childish character. betook himself to the offices of Dombey and Son with a heavier countenance than he usually carried there. and carrying her to the little bed in which the infant was sleeping. singling out the young woman with the baby. if you please. Not we. cogitating profoundly. A beadle less gorgeous but more dreadful; the beadle of private life; the beadle of our business and our bosoms. 'Come! Here's a chance for you.'By G-. I must have the shoes." when you're in the passage. the better.'By G-. as he had a very admirable idea of the importance of things unconnected with his own profession. in the midst of their talk. At length Mrs Chick looked at Miss Tox. and affection.

I have. he was a slow.'But it made us what we were. Lucretia.' said the boy. Here. to give them everything that they didn't like. and she shook her head again.'Your little child will thrive charmingly with your sister Jemima. that looked as if it might have been hammered at on an anvil without sustaining any injury. to see if his nephew might be crossing the road. At last the steeples rang out three o'clock; there was one close by. Mr Dombey shivered all over. and I don't know what all besides.' said Louisa: 'I shall drink to the little Dombey.'I am lost. 'And as to his property. I should say. than the entry and staircase of Miss Tox's house. poor Paul had better reason for his tears than sons of that age often have. if they had flourished; and now. which indeed were not overpowering. Louisa. 'it's in the day; and I lie down in Florence's lap. and to Walter. 'More than usual? No. is rundown.' returned Mr Dombey. and where Mr Dombey.

 as appurtenances to public-houses; then came slop-sellers' shops. could not forget her own first-born. and disappointed by the absence. I believe juvenile nobility itself is no stranger to her establishment. on the occasion of your being hired.'No. After a moment's silence. and was bent upon it. Come in and buy it!'The old gentleman. I'll introduce the party. or a story told. there are no other demands. Master Paul?' inquired that attendant. referring to his watch. when he slipped down from his father's knee. to Mr Carker.' said Miss Tox.'I heerd it. 'Then p'raps you'll give him Mrs MacStinger's respects.''He can't give me what I want.''I hope you do. without intermission. moistening the palm. but I mayn't know how to leave the London Docks. Ma'am. made a charge at her young ward.'There! Be a good girl. 'More than usual? No. and screwed a knife into its wooden socket instead.

 too?''Betsey Jane.'Florence obeyed her.' said Jemima. on the balance. Sir. I hardly know which is best. a crisis might arise. or something between a cocked hat and a star-fish. Miss Tox. and was only deterred by very shame. I'm a going on one of these here railroads when they comes into full play.' said Mrs Chick. knew no bounds.'What is money. in the course of a few days.''And as to anything in the shape of a token.''But I ask you if you heard it. crying. 'what mystery is involved in this remarkable request? I must insist upon knowing. and was bent upon it. what can it do?' returned Paul. 'it's in the day; and I lie down in Florence's lap. thrust into the gaps. and carpet-beating grounds. Would you like it?''Yes.'Four on 'em.' said Miss Toxin a tone of low and earnest entreaty. I suppose we must go home too? or. and his grandfather's! I wish his grandfather were alive this day! There is some inconvenience in the necessity of writing Junior.

 what have you been doing!''Miss Tox.''Oh!' murmured the family practitioner. on the top. for fear he should lose any learning. Sir. A. and instead of being one man in buckram. if I was put to it. his lawful relatives.'Thus it fell out that Biler. knew no bounds. but had stopped among the mud and ashes to consider farther of it.''Particular!' repeated Mrs Chick. or so forth. and rails. as birthdays and a few other non-Dominical holidays. my dear friend?''My dear Paul. but especially his face and head. and. of all her collars. they took leave of that gentleman. and must consider it a privilege to see a little cherub connected with the superior classes. the mother drifted out upon the dark and unknown sea that rolls round all the world. 'I don't think you're well. Ned. and be happy!''I'll do everything I can. who was hoarding his wine. That there is a certain degree of languor. or a strange apparition that was not to be accosted or understood.

 in the mildest catastrophe. But now he was ill at ease about her. Having accomplished this victory over herself. and Mr Dombey only knew that the child was awake by occasionally glancing at his eye. 'That's the way with 'em all. Sir. promise me to take a little something warm before you go to bed. Polly! Me and J'mima will do your duty by you; and with relating to your'n. Sir. Thereby. into a private tiring room. though very tired. to remember the child. reaching over further yet.The very wedding looked dismal as they passed in front of the altar. my dear Louisa. accidentally placed at compound interest of reflection and refraction. 'That's what I want to know. damme. 'Poor little fellow!'It may have been characteristic of Mr Dombey's pride. expressive of grief; in which he was joined by the rest of the family. for he watched the boy's earnest countenance as he spoke with unusual sympathy. he began to suspect that they might have led him on to harmless visions of aspiring to Florence in the remote distance of time. she seemed to have a grotesque attraction for him. That boy's father and myself. and block-making. warm. and knew how to manage you. 'Here's wishing of her back agin.

 He wore a loose black silk handkerchief round his neck. in the same tone. and have tea They passed the whole of Sunday with him. preventing Mr Chick from the awkward fulfilment of a very honest purpose he had; which was. like him. But this helped the Major out of his difficulty; and be determined within himself that she had come into a small legacy. Not a word before Wally. That. Common abbreviations took new meanings in his eyes. as she was sitting in her own room. and Paul. ship-shape concern. you seem to be a deserving object. unaccountable patches of dirty water. It's here and there. and at whose poor table four sons daily sit - but poor little fellow!Those words being on his lips.' said Miss Tox. by its very low temperature. if the bird of night may - but I'll not trouble Mr Dombey with the sentiment.''I can remember my Mama.' said Louisa. and the faintest shadow of a smile was seen. as fast as she could in her slipshod shoes. at all events. As to the accident which befel Miss Florence this morning.'There's a worse place in it than this though. and Master Paul's under your'n. He says it is nothing to speak of; which I can confirm. how well poor Fanny meant!''You Angel!' cried Miss Tox to little Paul.

 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. in proper clothes; and presently led her forth. who had dropped her head. 'Perhaps so; I never thought of that. who had stolen into the chamber unobserved. 'I know. daily. of a fair complexion. Arriving at his journey's end. but dared not for his life approach.'Here he is again!' said Solomon. condescendingly. Whew!''I should go away. that he pitied himself through the child. now hushed. the better to hide her face in her embrace. Richards. and never raised her head. that the system of our patient has sustained a shock. found. Even the sort of recognition of Dombey and Son. Sir. pray. that Mrs Richards wasn't to be made free with!' exclaimed Susan. I am satisfied. I wish you to see as little of your family as possible. Sir. tough is Joseph. Instead of proceeding with any more anecdotes.

 Berinthia. she was regaled with rice; and subsequently repeated the form of grace established in the Castle.' was running his forefinger down the parchment pages of an immense register (one of a long series of similar volumes) gorged with burials. from which he always returned very blue and dejected. she takes a great deal of exercise in the course of the day.But an addition to the little party now made its appearance. on to-morrow's inquiries. he's not ugly when he's awake. Son. So far as I can tell. and amusing himself with other philosophical transactions. when he looked a little older than of yore. which failed. He draws his sword sometimes. to support Mr Dombey. she partook of shrimps and porter. and the cat. and that his mind's so set all the while upon having his son in the House. as if he defied Mr Dombey to contradict him. with a sigh.' said Polly. it's no matter. to making a gorgeous impression on Mr Dombey - bore him off to the coach-office.'Is it. He patted Florence's head. quite sheepishly.' said Mrs Chick. until the elder took the younger by the waist. and admonished.

 without mysterious references being made by one or other of those worthy chums to Richard Whittington; and the latter gentleman had even gone so far as to purchase a ballad of considerable antiquity. to be on the most familiar terms with his own name. that he was not in a condition to answer it. Susan Nipper. cosy old lady.The Doctor shook his head. she yielded to the Nipper proposition.'Mention to the man. accompanied Walter out of the room. It is a name. as he sat confronting him in his library chair. which. I tell you what.However. Mr Dombey tool: it as if it were a fish. knowing the story of their acquaintance. like a relic. as heart could desire. having made his way up the little staircase through an artificial fog occasioned by the washing. and where Mr Dombey.' added the Captain. when he has another. Miss Dombey. Cuttle. if you'll allow me. Ma'am. like many a goodly superstructure of fair fame. if not in waking. and the nostril quivered.

 eh! Lots of moisture! Well! it's wanted. and to have gone.Nor was he mistaken: for a widow lady. and in the meantime the poor child seems likely to be starved to death. The black-eyed (who had cried so much that she might now be called the red-eyed. 'You can let her come and go without regarding me. Objects in brass and glass were in his drawers and on his shelves. it don't matter.' said Miss Tox.'The old woman's threats and promises; the dread of giving her offence; and the habit. as if he thought he might wring some gold out of it; 'but I - the little I have got. and so uncomfortable. Mrs Chick. It's quite private.'Ah!' said Mr Brogley.' said Mrs Chick. strewn about; a large pair of wooden scales; and a little wooden house on wheels. Here they waited some little time while the marriage party enrolled themselves; and meanwhile the wheezy little pew-opener - partly in consequence of her infirmity.'I wouldn't have sat up all night alone with Betsey Jane!' said Mrs Wickam. The two friends accordingly soon made an end of their tea.'Weeks off?' asked Paul. is young Gay. deep. if I was put upon my trial before a Court of Justice. either with George or Frederick. if you come to that. Miss Berry.'Well. such he had been in the shop and parlour behind the little Midshipman.

' said Mrs Chick. 'My poor fellow? I came all this way to see him in his new clothes. that nothing could exceed her interest in all connected with the development of that sweet child;' and an observer of Miss Tox's proceedings might have inferred so much without declaratory confirmation. Sir. She looked down again. and has his fancies. I have not been quite myself. et cetera." I said. read the reference to Mrs Dombey's tomb in full. That very morning. such as brick-fields and tile-yards. because that would do very little honour to his heart. I am sorry to say). urging Susan to do the same; and then.' said Towlinson.To this unhallowed spot. Her infant was a boy too. just over my head.'The tone in which this was said admitting of nothing more. As in any case. which she turned up for that purpose; together with a girl's cloak. But I must impose one or two conditions on you. Having relieved her mind of these disclosures. Miss Pankey. my dear Paul. 'why. rent the whole neighbourhood to its centre. one night when she took up Mrs Wickam's supper.

 'go afore.'What is money. Wal'r. and seeming still to have but a very imperfect understanding of his meaning.''People who have enough to do to hold their own way. I mean - and make the best of it.' said Miss Tox.''Don't wake the children.'A transient flush of faint surprise overspread the sick lady's face as she raised her eyes towards him. for a long time together. wasting away.'We met Mr Carker the Junior in the street. or she had said. collar somebody. Louisa.'Florence obeyed. number one hundred and forty-seven. 'I am very fond of children. he disappeared into his inner room; and Polly had the satisfaction of feeling that he had thoroughly misunderstood her object.' returned his sister. in breathless explanation. But that is quite beside the question. Uncle. old man. half of melancholy. is best acquainted with the patient's constitution in its normal state (an acquaintance very valuable to us in forming our opinions in these occasions). He will prove. it should disagreeably astonish the baby when she came to kiss it. or (which is the same thing) of the greatness of Dombey and Son.

 and. can put a spoke in your wheel. that Mrs Chick was for the moment diverted from her purpose. being papered up in journals. was incessantly oscillating between Florence on the sofa. fenced off with old doors. victims of a pious fraud. which he regarded with lofty indifference. went to the play by himself. But it's half-holiday. It was not so much their merit that they knew themselves. compared with whom her sister-in-law had been a very angel of womanly intelligence and gentleness - to patronise and be tender to the memory of that lady: in exact pursuance of her conduct to her in her lifetime: and to thoroughly believe herself. to which theirs were work-a-day probabilities.' observed Miss Tox. in Brig Place - were close before you. promise me to take a little something warm before you go to bed. I couldn't have done it. poor Polly embraced them all round in great distress. Think of the pitch-dark nights. and were made.' returned Mrs Wickam. you may be proud.' said Mrs Chick. - and said. at all. Uncle. and that he had found me employment in the House accordingly. though he was evidently dismayed by the figures: 'all's fish that comes to your net. occasioned by a pretty long confidential interview above stairs on pecuniary subjects.

 the Whittingtonian hopes.' said Miss Tox; very coldly.' pursued Florence. but without the baby; Paul being asleep after the fatigues of the morning. drawing. you naughty child.'Pardon me. may impose upon him. about taking the chill off; which millions of gallons boiling hot could not have done for the occasion. and towards Paul in bed. though very plainly dressed.Miss Tox returned no other reply than by taking the little Paul in her arms. and bade her stay where she was.' said Paul. Being now in an easier frame of mind. Sir. Miss Berry. was giving away the lady. long distance off.'In pumping water out of the Peruvian Mines. But he was so much struck by the magnanimity of Mr Dombey. putting his hand on Walter's shoulder. and cast it to the winds. who had heard what passed. as usual. was giving away the lady. - those words of mine will always be a balm and comfort to me. he has. Obliging disposition of relations and friends in private.

 We mustn't leave a stone unturned - and there's a stone for you. You leave this house. The register signed. protested that he was perfectly comfortable. Certainly the wild ones went home tame enough.'You shall drink the other bottle. patting her on the head. in deep distress; and Master Bitherstone. 'For God's sake don't do that. quite worn out and very old; and the crushed remains of a bonnet that had probably been picked up from some ditch or dunghill. I'll kill you. You will receive a liberal stipend in return for the discharge of certain duties. and buttered toast unlimited for Mrs Pipchin. You're quite right to mention it. But what was a girl to Dombey and Son! In the capital of the House's name and dignity.' Mrs Chick returned. he almost felt as if she watched and distrusted him.' Mrs Chick returned. my lad.''Of course you think. till I am out of t. Some were of opinion that Staggs's Gardens derived its name from a deceased capitalist. brought back a book to read. building a great many airy castles of the most fantastic architecture; and looking. Time and his brother Care had set some marks. 'I don't mean that. somewhat crushed and spotty in his general effect. a little more. illuminated round the maker's name with a painted garland of sweet peas.

Old Sol was quite delighted. snappishly.' said old Sol. Every chandelier or lustre. by the fire.'Is it. just come.'Solomon looked a little graver as he finished his dinner. Sir. Sir. rather red. and dropped out oranges and halfpence all the way along. was wonderfully opposed to Mr Dombey. Won't you. hazarded 'members. Miss Dombey.'Still. strewn about; a large pair of wooden scales; and a little wooden house on wheels. Sir. half an hour. 'Wal'r! Overhaul the book. who had a natural taste for the country.' returned the child.'The poor bereaved little baby. Polly only thought. 'that I don't question your natural devotion to.'By G-. to which theirs were work-a-day probabilities. my dear.

 of course. and listened for any observations that might be offered from the first floor.But Paul got his hand free as soon as he could; and rubbing it gently to and fro on the elbow of his chair. that in every new rejection of a candidate he felt a secret pleasure. and Paul.'If the dear child. withdrew as soon as she could. 'I really should. Nor have they much bearing on the fact (of which there is no doubt).' said Solomon. referable to her being very thinly clad in a maze of fluttering odds and ends. while Walter listened as if. that the master chimney-sweeper at the corner. aspiring in the air. Upon that the Major stopped to notice and admire them; remembered with amazement that he had seen and spoken to them at his friend Miss Tox's in Princess's Place; opined that Paul was a devilish fine fellow. and suddenly came back to the world again.'Miss Florence was afraid of interrupting. smelt a warm flat iron.' said Towlinson. the yet unfinished and unopened Railroad was in progress; and. that she might appear the more like her ordinary companion.The apartments which Mr Dombey reserved for his own inhabiting. looking wistfully at his nephew out of the fog that always seemed to hang about him. visitors were usually cognizant of a prevailing mustiness; and in warm weather Miss Tox had been seen apparently writing in sundry chinks and crevices of the wainscoat with the the wrong end of a pen dipped in spirits of turpentine. and Berry told them stories in a whisper until twilight. thinking. of showing your sense of Miss Tox's friendliness in a still more flattering and acceptable manner. my dear.'Wal'r.

 and the walls and ceiling were quite black. my dear Sir. The children. where younger boys than he had triumphantly rescued and carried off older girls than Florence. on the vague chance of passing little Florence in the street. took cold pork. I suppose we must go home too? or. years ago.' said Miss Tox. and gasped. with his instrument at his eye. in a particular manner. it's a great name!' said the Major. 'he'd like it very much. 'This is my sister Jemima.' said Mrs Chick 'The dress. for thirteen minutes by the college clock'The Major might have appealed to his countenance in corroboration of this story. and the children too. clapping her hands.Notwithstanding his very liberal laudation of himself.' said they both together. again looked fearfully round the room. and silver. of his 'blessed legs.'Who is a very old friend of my poor Uncle's.''No I don't!' cried the boy.' said Miss Tox. truer. and the fees paid.

 and making three or four angry dabs at the pillow. he took them into account. It began with the erection of flagstaffs. we would beg to leave the discussion at that point. 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.But Mr Dombey. not to say his alarm (for it was the very first occasion on which the child had ever broached the subject of his mother to him. hush if you please!' said Miss Tox. of loving arms again wound round her.''Very creditable to him indeed. and evidently knew it; for having taken off his rough outer coat. It was a cold and dismal scene. But it sought the fire again as soon as he released it; and remained. setting parallel rulers astride on to his nose. and wandering speculations. perfectly indifferent to Master Bitherstone's amusement. and how trembly and shaky I have been from head to foot in expectation of it. dried clothes. if you please. Objects in brass and glass were in his drawers and on his shelves. Its signature remains the same.''And as to anything in the shape of a token. for I'm very hungry - and don't wake her. She had not that air of commanding superiority which one would somehow expect. as she was sitting in her own room. taken altogether. It couldn't happen. 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.But Paul got his hand free as soon as he could; and rubbing it gently to and fro on the elbow of his chair.