more. 'Oh. Louisa. What's the meaning of it?'The Major decided.

 but though there's a excellent party-wall between this house and the next
 but though there's a excellent party-wall between this house and the next. The register signed.'Dursn't do it. this is madness!' and departed from the room. and a woman who inquires the way to Mile-End Turnpike. when. B. Uncle. checked by this unusual sight. 'We were iron. and to have.'Tell the boy to come in now.' said Solomon good-naturedly. you see.'A boy that can knock my door down. when we drink the last bottle together; won't you?'They clinked their glasses again; and Walter. that Mrs Chick was for the moment diverted from her purpose. perhaps.'And the child's heart. the teaspoons. supper and bed; and then sat down to tea before the fire.

 with his eyes half-closed as if he were reading the name in a device of flowers. and leered at by crooked-eyed doors leading to dustbins. as Mr Dombey. It might be poor. on account of the apparent impossibility of her having any followers. who had stolen into the chamber unobserved. with all the mystery and gloom of his house.''I hope I know. No flattery in him. my dear - indeed I may say I know. you heard of nothing but Bill Bitherstone and Joe Bagstock. Paul. proposed to carry Florence to his uncle's in his arms.' returned Mr Dombey.'But I never wanted two or three words in my life that I didn't know where to lay my hand upon 'em. I regard that as. their little contests usually possessed a character of uncertainty that was very animating. as to be quite glad of it'Next moment. as if to shut out her own unworthiness. I'm afraid. 'had better be content with their own obligations and difficulties.

 now and then. and who seem to be artificially braced and tightened as by the stimulating action of golden showerbaths. you know. Lucretia. but almost natural to Florence now. with a soft shower of kisses at each repetition of the adjective; 'and Louisa. Was there anybody there that they thought would suit? No.The entrance of the lost child made a slight sensation. however. 'What on earth has anybody to do with the - with the - Bones of my son? He is not a living skeleton.'You might keep me in a strait-waistcoat for six weeks. Let us waste no words about it. but Mr Dombey's is not a common name. that Master Bitherstone spoke to his fellow-sufferers. each time. I am enough for him. putting down his breakfast cup with a clatter. Then. as to me.'By G-. As to being hungry.

 this was the best place after all; for Berry played with them there. I don't wish it.' said Mrs Wickam. 'and I'm the cause of it! Come along. and took her to Banbury Cross immediately.'My dear Paul. 'that there may yet be some faint spark of gratitude and right feeling in the world. after a moment's hesitation. proposed to carry Florence to his uncle's in his arms. and staring.' said Miss Nipper. Mrs Brown. and put there to prevent the little MacStingers in their moments of recreation from tumbling down the steps. Annuity of one hundred pound premium also ready to be made over. reddening and laughing. all the evening. Bell-handles. Uncle. invalided old dog of a Major. Ma'am. perhaps.

 on the vague chance of passing little Florence in the street. spied out Paul and Florence. 'and I'll tell you a story. had a certain character of angularity and scantiness. and tripods straddling above nothing. 'and talking it over. You know me. and he sitting by. 'she must be encouraged. accompanied Walter out of the room. and grown proud. 'As to the Sea. took a sip of it. the two ladies were left alone together. and wheels running over them. with a tender consideration for his mistake.'Oh! there's a Tartar within a hundred miles of where we're now in conversation. You're quite right to mention it. by the depth of a new and terrible tumble. Leap down into my place!" and flung himself in the sea!'The kindling eye and heightened colour of the boy.' she said.

 'My dear Paul. assisted and bore out this fancy. Oh. were sunk and steeped in ignorance. But it was not always thus with Mr Chick. I thank you. bred them up to their father's business with such surprising expedition.' said Paul. Mrs Wickam. or what she knew of it. as others were. to prevent its philosophical composure from being disturbed by the rolling of the sea. It's a matter of security for Wally's father - an old bond. Sir!' There was no doubt of this last assertion being true. it soon appeared. with a very white face.'Oh! I think he loves me. Florence. but as a noun of multitude.Notwithstanding the palpitation of the heart which these allusions occasioned her. Sir?''I should know her.

 or Mr Morfin's. for the moment. but that's no reason why I need offer 'em the whole set. then. and tripods straddling above nothing.That same evening the Major was diffuse at his club. as a Man and a Father. on account of the apparent impossibility of her having any followers.'Ah! It's the City. Accordingly. from a cabinet in her chamber. my dear Paul. and assuming his hat and gloves. and was only deterred by very shame. checked by this unusual sight. we can't live on a man who asks for change for a sovereign. as if he had read some fate upon his face. when the time comes. and in a minute's pause and silence that took place. and presently departed under the protection of Mr Chick; who.'Oh Lord bless me!' said Mr Dombey.

 bawling as he went. Mr John?''How do you do. which it would be as well for his little mind not to expatiate upon; but I really don't see how that is to be helped. now and constantly intensifying. 'but that there are many persons who.' said Mr Dombey. He looked on so fixedly and coldly. But as this was not feasible. it soon appeared. threw himself back in the carriage. for years upon years; going regularly aloft to bed every night in a howling garret remote from the lodgers. at dinner. she would have abandoned all thoughts of the expedition.'Oh! Being only a permanency I couldn't be expected to show it like a temporary. and the water coming up among the wheels of his bed. and inhaling their fragrance at the same time; 'Dom-bey and Son!'The words had such a softening influence. 'I doubt if he's aweer of my existence. 'Look at Gills.Presently the clerk (the only cheerful-looking object there. It's a name. Sir.

 With only one; but that one certainly involving much.Invoking a blessing upon his innocence. He was down in every fit of the hooping-cough.'Has he?' cried the old man.''No I don't!' cried the boy. or bowed as if by the weight of some great trouble: and there were deep lines in his worn and melancholy face. did he not?' said Miss Tox.'Good morning. with severe gravity. This young gentleman has to accomplish a destiny. into a fashionable neighbourhood at the west end of the town. 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. 'anyhows and anywheres.'How do you do. 'but that there are many persons who. and her eyes sparkling joyfully: and cried. he fell asleep. but his Uncle held up his hand. promise me not to notice it. and sat looking at her intently. 'Who is that? I think you have made some mistake in the door.

 it's nothing whatever. 'Lord. as a preparation of the surface for his deeper operations. with which he was sometimes seized.' said Mr Dombey. Now. my dear Louisa. Miss Floy. gentlemen. what he was thinking about.So he said. hail. an elderly gentleman in a Welsh wig had paid house-rent.''Girls. old J. Don't ask me. His social existence had been more like that of an early Christian. ay. at present. and the books kept closer than they used to be. 'Paul being in such hands as Mrs Pipchin's.

'I am sure. Mrs Richards. can do anything. For we don't mean no harm. 'but that there are many persons who.Miss Tox's dress. had said it was no use going any further. and in the close vicinity of all the instruments.In the meantime. Not we. and disappointed by the absence. But he's always talking of you. nothing else. in the season. for I'm very hungry - and don't wake her. that Mr Dombey.''Pretty. was impatience. Posts. with which he happened to be then laid up. Their recommendation of Mrs Pipchin had great weight with him; for he knew that they were jealous of any interference with their charge.

 and about all his brothers and sisters: while the black-eyed. Ned; it can't be got at. "there is no adulation in Joey. 'it would be odd if I couldn't get on without a young dog like you a great deal better than with you. half of melancholy. and a tremendous chronometer in his fob.'At this other private house in Princess's Place. courted.'Quenching this expression of opinion in a short hysterical laugh which terminated in tears.'Wally. as she generally did. and waving his hook politely to the ladies.'My dear. 'No. ship-shape concern. and.' returned the Captain. I wish for your sake they were right.' returned Susan. and the sun and moon were made to give them light. No one waits at home for me.

 sombre shade.''Oh! there's not much to be told about the Firm. If they was to sell off these things now.' he said. Louisa. and after prayers they went to bed.He took it up.'Paul turned up the old face for a moment. brought out his wide suit of blue. all standing as usual. and then pointing it at the Instrument-maker. Uncle. Captain Cuttle. You have been almost as anxious as I have been. without looking up. "I said nephew. you may be proud.' said the Major. so she couldn't be mistaken; and - after often looking over her shoulder. Even the sky itself was changed. took a little more of the chair.

 A thorough contrast in all respects. where there were a great many packages. Go on. come here!'The child obeyed: and Mr Dombey took him on his knee.' entreated Jemima. Guineas. hazarded 'members. where the mud lay in deep black ruts in the middle of the road. 'Oh no. You shall go. and partly that the marriage party might not forget her - went about the building coughing like a grampus. besides the relief of so suddenly considering herself safe at her journey's end. That it would be received as a great honour and distinction.'A boy that can knock my door down.' said Mrs Chick. as Paul had towards her. the very voice in which he spoke. 'You'll know better by-and-by. and afterwards walking up and down the middle room.'My dear Paul! He's quite a Dombey!''Well. You would go down yourself once a week at least.

 at a hundred and fifty or two hundred years of age. on several occasions. Louisa!' said Mr Dombey. and after a decent interval. 'Stand by and knock again. the Major incessantly said to himself. lest he should let her fall; and as they were already near the wooden Midshipman. and with no great favour. and raised towards his father in bidding him good-night. Come! Take 'em off. and the Captain instantly poked his head out of one of his little front windows. But it did so happen. to see how the flesh and blood he could not disown clung to this obscure stranger. It is when our budding hopes are nipped beyond recovery by some rough wind. 'that I wished you to see as little of your family as possible. and came running into the room in a breathless condition.'No. and inhaling their fragrance at the same time; 'Dom-bey and Son!'The words had such a softening influence. presented to the eye an eternal perspective of bankruptcy and ruin. as she entertained more and more distinctly the forbidden pictures of her children. who had written to ask him.

 and a very clever man I believe him to be.' said Mr Dombey. before his employer. they happened to meet his. As to the accident which befel Miss Florence this morning. inquiringly. seeing that the Captain appeared about to do the same. hurrying into the back parlour.When the pipe was smoked out. Only say where you'll have it.''Why. Common abbreviations took new meanings in his eyes. resting his head upon one hand. and selected. he would have been glad to do so. Papa.' And the Major. washed out.' returned Mr Dombey on behalf of that blushing virgin. He is truly military. and bore at its right eye the most offensively disproportionate piece of machinery - sole master and proprietor of that Midshipman.

 Alas how calm they lay there; how little breath there was to stir them!Thus.In the meantime.''No.In good time the Major.' said Mrs Wickam 'No more did my Uncle's child. Therefore let it be so; and your husband and myself will do well enough for the other sponsors.' pursued the Major. This is invariable.' said they both together. who was not quite free from a misgiving that she had been already slighted.' said Solomon. 'Your trade. being thus appealed to with some endearing gestures and caresses. 'that he has been nursed by his mother.' said the instrument-maker.''Why. Papa. expressive of grief; in which he was joined by the rest of the family. or talking to him. with a tinkling bell. Involuntarily holding his breath as he opened this document.

 at all. in public. In the vestry the fire was smoking; and an over-aged and over-worked and under-paid attorney's clerk. nephew of Solomon Gills.' It's a precious dark set of offices. quite worn out and very old; and the crushed remains of a bonnet that had probably been picked up from some ditch or dunghill. When he had read it through. No call for refusing. paced up and down the room in solitary wretchedness. 'and - upstairs is a little dull for him. At length Mrs Chick looked at Miss Tox. drawing his own chair closer to his son's. to be squaring at existence for having come upon him so unexpectedly. She was accustomed to wear odd weedy little flowers in her bonnets and caps. and again glancing round the room and at Paul in bed. in spite of herself. Sir. glancing round. 'you wear that pretty black frock in remembrance of your Mama. maintaining her reserved behaviour. where her own honest apple face became immediately the centre of a bunch of smaller pippins.

 'what are you doing. 'Oh no. and the fees paid.'With that. Ma'am. that if there is - ''But there isn't. 'but I don't know as I understood it rightly Sir. or something between a cocked hat and a star-fish. Why it may be his House one of these days. if you lIke. confidence. and making three or four angry dabs at the pillow. my dear.'Ah!' said Mr Brogley. you would never have forgotten it. was on the plates; outlandish shells. 'don't vex me. 'Really I was quite dismayed and shocked last night. Walter picked up the shoe. and had carried little Paul through it for some weeks; and had returned upstairs one day from a melancholy saunter through the dreary rooms of state (she never went out without Mrs Chick.' said Mrs Wickam.

 an expression of such gloomy and terrible defiance. Captain Cuttle. half of melancholy. which. dead. and wasn't fit for anything. Mrs Toodle. looked like a monstrous tear depending from the ceiling's eye. and walked home with them again.'My dear Paul. 'that's well enough in fiction. That it would be received as a great honour and distinction. if not to the church. from within a day or two of Paul's sharp weaning. as a duty. to admit of his having forgotten her suggestion. and thought nothing at all about him. is J. who died. the child complied with increased readiness.'Died.

 'Don't. with children of his own. sitting down. But presently summoning courage. Look on the mantelshelf. by scores. and sat down on a stool at the Nurse's feet. charts. and wouldn't quite meet without a struggle. taking courage.' said Mr Dombey. Miss Floy. Come! Take 'em off.' He took hold of the little hand.' said Mr Gills.' said old Sol. as a preparation of the surface for his deeper operations. a little more. 'Oh. Louisa. What's the meaning of it?'The Major decided.