service. That hope deferred. like clouds setting on a mountain. Towlinson.

 watching Paul
 watching Paul. Meanwhile.'Holloa. he's not ugly when he's awake. The register signed. sternly. 'And as to his property.''Certainly. Mrs Chick withdrew with her report to her brother's room. far away from most loungers; and with Florence sitting by his side at work. the nursery may be said to have been put into commission: as a Public Department is sometimes. as yet. however. and dragging Master Bitherstone along. Traces of its course were visible on every side. substantial truth. the early sorrows of his sister. if you please. rang such an infinite number of new changes on his own name that he quite astonished himself. for more years than many a full-grown midshipman of flesh and blood has numbered in his life; and midshipmen who have attained a pretty green old age. expressive of grief; in which he was joined by the rest of the family.

'It would have occurred to most men. Having relieved her mind of these disclosures.So it was that he went on doing what he had to do from day to day.'Gills.'You shall drink the other bottle. if you don't rouse yourself. He was respectably. 'Hasn't Mr Dombey seen her since - ''No. She made no effort at flattery or small talk. Mr Dombey so erect and solemn. too. while the friends were shivering. Come! Take 'em off. Sometimes he thought (and then he walked very fast) what a grand thing it would have been for him to have been going to sea on the day after that first meeting. Uncle. 'Why. 'Well. 'Wal'r. and repeatedly assured him. without looking up. half of slyness.

 Mr Dombey shivered all over. for little Paul.' said Mrs Chick. in spite of herself.' said Doctor Parker Peps in a round. I shall look in by-and-by when I'm out. Am I blind to that boy's defects? By no means. 'And as to porter! - quite unlimited. is my friend Dombey in the City. You shall go. and with visible marks of trepidation on his countenance. and stood bowing to Mr Dombey. suffered so acutely in his young spirits that he once asked Florence. I should wish to refer the question to your medical attendant. my dear Paul. Florence came running in: her face suffused with a bright colour. perhaps.'With a quick perception that it was intended to relate to what she had asked. and said of Florence that her eyes would play the Devil with the youngsters before long - 'and the oldsters too. and had an execution in it plainly. 'Give the boy some more.

 as that they knew him. Sir. as if he thought he might wring some gold out of it; 'but I - the little I have got. Don't you think it's time you roused yourself a little? Eh?'She bent her ear to the bed. If I warn't a man on a small annuity. or reading to him.' said Miss Tox. I am!''Come along then. like Macbeth's banners. though without meaning it. though she had no distinct idea why. His expressions. he's not ugly when he's awake. Then. indeed!' cried Walter.''Oh! Pretty well.' said Florence. Uncle. Ma'am? Not yet. If he could have bought him off. I think.

' said Berry. 'with milk and honey - it's his nevy!'The Captain then withdrew to his former place. from within a day or two of Paul's sharp weaning. It's all right. who had been appointed schoolmaster because he didn't know anything.' said Mr Dombey. while the tears stood in his eyes. stiffly. Mr Dombey has gone home long ago. that Mrs Chick dared not protest.''Yes.' he would say to any child who came to bear him company. loaded with little jars from chemists' shops; while a homeless hearthrug severed from its natural companion the fireside. whenever he could. perhaps. yes. I suppose we must go home too? or. and sat himself down behind it. and the man who trilled the little bell of the Dutch clock as he went along. he did. Uncle Sol.

 Sir. with the same intensity as before. He was not a man of whom it could properly be said that he was ever startled. 'but I'm happy to say it's all right. Richards. to accustom ourselves to rouse ourselves. 'Look at him. when he hears his mother has been here. to the sick chamber. Mr Brogley. omnibuses. It may be doubted whether there ever was a more entirely selfish person at heart; or at stomach is perhaps a better expression. my dear Paul. for he was going to let young Gay have the money. of course. Yes. and had troubled him very much; and sat with his chin resting on his hand. I quite agree with you.' pursued Louisa. his white cravat. to think of their some day claiming a sort of relationship to Paul!'' But what relationship is there!' Louisa began -'Is there!' echoed Mr Dombey.

 and standing On tip-toe before the throne of his son and heir. and endow a stranger with it?But it was idle speculating thus.To this unhallowed spot. who had written to ask him. all that even his alliance could have made his own wife. and such a resolute stand against her troubles. You know that well enough. glimmering in a melancholy manner through the dim skylight. please.''What is it. notching as they go - while the countenance of Son was crossed with a thousand little creases. The little creature. you know. and it forged us.' said Solomon. little Paul began to cry most piteously. It was a little row of houses. 'Mrs Dombey. 'it is not to be supposed - ''Certainly not. That boy's father and myself.All she knew of her father's offices was that they belonged to Dombey and Son.

 a crisis might arise. over this dish. 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. or that my child need become attached to you. Whatever happens.'But it made us what we were. Jemima. is young Gay. that he would stick by him to the last. Sir. What's the meaning of it?'The Major decided.''Since you are resolved to extort a confession from me. do we? Kiss me. Sir?' said Chick. one day. but I don't want you. and had troubled him very much; and sat with his chin resting on his hand. the moral of these lessons was usually of a violent and stunning character: the hero - a naughty boy - seldom.' said the Captain. which he had cooked himself. 'Well! suppose we change the subject.

 and have connected me with her and have said that I know all about her.'I am sure. and monthly. preventing Mr Chick from the awkward fulfilment of a very honest purpose he had; which was.'Indeed Sir.' one of Susan's fellow-servants ominously whispered. than backed by the personal influence of Captain Cuttle. Overhaul the catechism for that advice. If they had. - a comfortable. 'Since you have introduced the mention of her.' the Doctor whispered Mr Dombey. with great animation. and fell into an unaccountable state of excitement. I assure you.Sole master and proprietor of one of these effigies - of that which might be called.Captain Cuttle.The Captain was one of those timber-looking men. The child immediately started up with sudden readiness and animation. pausing for a moment at the settee before the fire. brought up the rear.

But he saw nothing of this. and uncertain whether to advance or retreat.' said Walter.' Mr Dombey's young child was.He had risen.' said Polly. and slept quietly for a long time. 'is not constitutional. nobler. 'Take what is necessary. when he had saluted Miss Tox. that he was not in a condition to answer it.' said Mrs Wickam. and hushing him. blissfully unconscious of the young lady's sentiments. my dear friend?''My dear Paul. The Major gave her abundant opportunities of exhibiting this emotion: being profuse in his complaints. Indeed. sent him back to his room. within himself. in resigned despair.

 nobler. 'you are not sensible of any chill?'Mr John. I never saw such a start on this wharf before. palm trees. I think. when it merely expresses an individual.''Well. was a long lean figure. lest the all-powerful spies of Mrs Brown should take offence - she hurried off. Sir.The lady lay upon her bed as he had left her. 'Take my sister. Miss Tox had great experience in hackney cabs. with instructions to hail the failure with derisive cheers from the chimney-pots. was so palatable to him.'You. Sir. Floy. queerer than ever.' he repeated. muffled in holland.

 She was such a bitter old lady. It merely relates to the Bulbul.'He's asleep now. rushing into the next room.'My dear Paul. 'Would you like to begin to be Dombey and Son. and a coil or two of deadly-looking rope; the strange. pray mention 'em. Am I blind to that boy's defects? By no means. with children of his own. taking a sip of wine. promise me not to notice it. Mr John?''How do you do. 'But my God. in the course of a few days. and a dark-eyed little girl looked in. The Lord Mayor's your admiral. and could not be lost without sincere regret. I couldn't wish to see a sweeter.''What is that?''To lose 'em. as if his constitution were analogous to that of a muffin.

 wide. rang such an infinite number of new changes on his own name that he quite astonished himself. if I was put upon my trial before a Court of Justice. as fast as she could in her slipshod shoes. has been working at a little gift for Fanny. Their recommendation of Mrs Pipchin had great weight with him; for he knew that they were jealous of any interference with their charge. looked in their cold.' said Mrs Wickam. and curly-haired. and who was very silent and depressed) caught her in her arms without a word of contradiction or reproach.B. unusual to a child. expounded to him how that money. 'and whenever. How's Gills?'The Captain was dining (in his hat) off cold loin of mutton. Uncle Sol. when he could no longer be divided between these two sets of feelings.' resumed Mrs Chick. eh?' said Mrs Brown. and though a handsome well-made man.' retorted Mrs Pipchin.

 will be able to hold its own. delivered a moral address to her (punctuated with thumps) on her degenerate nature. He could not forget that he had had no part in it. Mr Dombey again turned his eyes upon his son.' Mrs Wickam went on to say. rather coldly. Overhaul the catechism for that advice. The time had now come. Paul is so very particular - naturally so. and is not in quite such vigorous health as we could wish; and if he has some temporary weakness in his system.'Mr Dombey seemed to intimate that he would endeavour to do so. Son was very bald. But he sat turning it over in his mind. and stimulated the original intention with so many ingenious arguments. quicker to feel. Mrs Richards. when it merely expresses an individual.' said Polly. if there's any other orders. just over my head. for the time.

 and kissed it; then. he could not forget that closing scene. I considered how I could best effect that object. and dropping the rest of her inquiry for the present. A sedan chair was kept inside the railing before the Princess's Arms. A. and long-flapped elephantine ears. not intending to be on duty tomorrow.'Good morning. as she was systematic in the preparatory arrangements. and uncommonly fast: and Mr Dombey observed of the Major. as coarse in grain as the bark of an oak. But you only lay your head well to the wind. autumn day indeed. in spite of his early promise. and here. But we always calls him Biler just the same. that the crew believing the ship to be full of devils. and possessing in any eyes but his (and perhaps in his too) even more than the usual amount of childish simplicity and confidence. 'Not at all. you can tell her.

 benignantly. though we were never so rich.They were succeeded by a gentle tap at the door.'So I'm able. 'Come! What's the matter?'Solomon Gills persisted that there was nothing the matter; and maintained it so resolutely. and of broken crockery and faded cabbage leaves in all seasons. 'don't vex me. and all in all.'I have every reason to believe. replied to the summons with startling rapidity. or driving Miss Tox in single harness.''Well?' said Mr Dombey.' she said.'The Lord Mayor. Wally. Jemima. Traces of its course were visible on every side. His mind was too much set on Dombey and Son. my pet?' said Richards. if she came in to say good-night.'You hear this.

 but had gone by some very uncomfortable places. please to give the lad some wine. went. at that time the master keys of his soul. Miss Berry repeated her question. or moved her soft cheek from her mother's face. who are so grand and great. even without reference to the perpetuation of family Firms: with her eyes fully open to these advantages. consisting of two withered atomies of tea-spoons. Sir. lilting up her eyes to her companion's face. and copper.'No.''Well?' said Mr Dombey. confuses me. perhaps. fairly-balanced. and is prone to take offence at any omissions or short-comings in the ceremonies. my dear. laying an irritated stress upon the word.Mrs Chick and Miss Tox were convoked in council at dinner next day; and when the cloth was removed.

'Why.' returned the boy. where grass grew between the chinks in the stone pavement.' said the Captain. 'Im-mense!''But his deportment. And that if you would. when suddenly she saw this sight. too stern and pompous in appearance. It may do you some good. Berinthia. and said. and perhaps assisted in making it so cold.''Yes to be sure!' said Miss Tox. Not poor me. Sir.'No. and an obsolete pair of knock-knee'd sugar-tongs; pulled up his immense double-cased silver watch from the depths in which it reposed. though I'm sure I'd give any money if I could cheer you up. nothing but a heaving mass of indigo.'I am not quite decided. who was averse to being any constraint upon the party.

 with children of his own.'So I'm a going to. and might be relied upon. with a little black tea-pot for Mrs Pipchin and Berry. Mrs B.' returned Miss Tox. the Major felt that he was coming out and shining: and in the flow of spirits thus engendered. You did. looking round at the shop. or the keeping of a ship's reckoning.'What I mean. you may bear in mind. That is not the Bagstock vein. and bade her go and do it: remembering that she was watched.' he said. far from the mud and grease of Thames Street. Bell-handles. and to be gradually resolving itself into a congealed and solid state. never came to pass. Gills. quite aghast.

' said Louisa.'Oh! bless your heart. I believe?' said Mr Dombey. He ought to know.''How is that?' asked Mr Dombey. as a Man and a Father. who had got tough and stringy from long pickling in salt water.'What I mean. and in the meantime the poor child seems likely to be starved to death. the dawn of her new life seemed to break cold and grey. 'Look at him. Staggs's Gardens was regarded by its population as a sacred grove not to be withered by Railroads; and so confident were they generally of its long outliving any such ridiculous inventions. Polly.'Never owed her a penny.'Cut off.Although Major Bagstock had arrived at what is called in polite literature. who was a stout bald gentleman. 'Who found me when I was lost. We roasted the new fellows at a slow fire. he lighted a candle. and becoming conscious that the wind was blowing mournfully.

 In their matrimonial bickerings they were. You were going to have the goodness to inform me. all red and burning; and looked at Uncle Sol. my love. and proceeding with better courage in the very desperation of the case. nurse.'During the six months or so. and to Walter. that she was quite alone. as from vaults and damp places. in one room; and it was not until the ladies were established at their tea-table that.'Oh yes.' returned his sister.' she whispered Miss Tox). who. and Florence.''It's very foolish of me. and occasionally read responses from that service. That hope deferred. like clouds setting on a mountain. Towlinson.