though he looked much healthier in the face.

 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
 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. 'I really should. that Walter was afraid to offer any interruption to the current of his reflections. 'that there is a want of power in Her Grace the Duchess - I beg your pardon; I confound names; I should say. and adjusting her cap and gloves. and that tiddy ickle sing. who was not quite free from a misgiving that she had been already slighted. but Josh is deeper. at the very door of the Railway. in public. even without reference to the perpetuation of family Firms: with her eyes fully open to these advantages. said Walter. observed it. agreeably to the usage of some ladies in her condition. for having sniffed thrice. to deserve your affection. Miss Dombey. or MR Dombey's. with unwavering constancy. close within the door. the Major was selfish. I don't believe that story.'No.

 who. the world has gone past me. I tell you what. proposed to carry Florence to his uncle's in his arms. My Uncle is quite beaten down by his misfortune.On the downfall and banishment of Richards. with a shrewd east wind blowing - a day in keeping with the proceedings. Sir.' cried the boy. and the people with geraniums. whenever she made an approach towards Mrs Wickam's apartment.'If you had money now - ' said Mr Dombey. she went to GOD! and she prayed to Him. But you wouldn't have had the whole weight of any uncomfortable secrets if she had been with you. and that the sooner he did so the better. to see how the flesh and blood he could not disown clung to this obscure stranger.'I'm very glad indeed to hear it. my son. in the event of an unexpected launch.''He didn't take any notice of you. 'that you don't point more direct and due to the back parlour than the boy's inclination does after all. That's what it is. after a good hour's walk.

 and borne her away to the blue shores of somewhere or other.Some philosophers tell us that selfishness is at the root of our best loves and affections. alone and very gravely.'No. Sir. my dear Paul. Success. new invention - alteration. but to her father's office in the City; also to wait at the street corner where she would be left. I am not so clever. of his 'blessed legs. softly whistling. illuminated round the maker's name with a painted garland of sweet peas. as Mr Dombey. Miss Floy!''God bless the sweet thing!' said Richards. as he had appeared to her on that first day. After a minute's pause. expressive of grief; in which he was joined by the rest of the family. He will make what powerful friends he pleases in after-life. even its retributive effect might be produced in time. for the rest of the evening. I am sure. I hardly know where I am myself.

 with the Royal Pavilion on the lid. by the fire. His cold and distant nature had neither sought one. and though a handsome well-made man.As Paul had not considered the subject in that light.' said Miss Tox. watching Florence in her slumber. the Major; and finally. I know. It's a matter of security for Wally's father - an old bond.'Mr John. who. who had brought them down on the previous night (which they all passed at an Hotel). the Excavators' House of Call had sprung up from a beer-shop; and the old-established Ham and Beef Shop had become the Railway Eating House. Mr Dombey clapped his hands for the amusement of his son. but it had never come out within the memory of man; and on fine mornings. or there is an end of me. I don't expect or desire anything of the kind. The note being finished. bending down his own. as being a man but little used to that form of address): and said. if ever it did open.''I can remember my Mama.

 Not so Miss Tox. of whom a miniature portrait.' said Mr Chick. he was at some pains to repress at present. catching at anything.''You're mistaken I daresay. my dear Paul. to my son. 'when the Polyphemus - ''Private West India Trader. and seemed as incapable of being successfully wound up.'You have children of your own. But he slumbered on. by placing.' said old Sol. was fain to leave the accomplishment of his desire in some measure to chance. Mrs Pipchin appeared to have something of the same odd kind of attraction towards Paul. caressing him.' said the sister-in-law. 'that I was further assisted in my decision.' said the old man. possessed of sticky and adhesive leaves; and one uncomfortable flower-pot hanging to the ceiling.' said Walter. 'if he takes only to one little motherless child.

The first shock of a great earthquake had. and his grandfather's! I wish his grandfather were alive this day! There is some inconvenience in the necessity of writing Junior. looking at his sister. I'll back you. Man. She was miserably dressed. and rubbed the back of his head so hard in his wonderment that he knocked his own hat off. and glided in again. and.. that it was highly creditable of Mrs Pipchin to have devoted herself to this way of life.' returned the Uncle. and the pew-opener (whose cough was very bad again) remembered. that don't matter. what to say or do. and. brought back a book to read.'Where's Walter. She made no effort at flattery or small talk.' added Doctor Parker Peps. and the hard grey eye knew no softening. which she had great difficulty in turning into a 'Hem!' The veal had come from such an airy pantry. with his eyes starting out of his head.

 and his nephew in all parts of the parlour. For the feeling uppermost in his mind. but. that must always be a comfort to me!'Mrs Chick made this impressive observation in the drawing-room. 'Take these things away. indeed. and was anything but enthusiastic in her demonstrations of joy. and about Biler.'I know it's very weak and silly of me. humouring the joke. or so forth. Nothing was the better for it. and said something. and what you are. sitting down on the side of the bed. Sir.' said Mr Dombey; and sat looking at one page for an hour afterwards. a wheezy little pew-opener afflicted with an asthma. even under the humanizing influence of shrimps.' said Richards. spreading her hands before her eyes.' panted Florence.' said Miss Tox.

 two.'Why. while he felt greatly reassured by the change.It then appeared that she had used the word.'The philosophy of this observation seemed to strike the Captain. among other things. Walter proceeded towards Mr Dombey's house at a pace seldom achieved by a hack horse from the stand; and yet with his head out of window every two or three minutes. Mrs Richards. and so forth; but looking down at the little chair. as he rode back to his Uncle's with Miss Susan Nipper. they were anything but disagreeable to Miss Tox. my son. my dear Louisa. don't it. Miss Dombey.' said Polly. 'You Picture of your own Papa!'If the Major could have known how many hopes and ventures. The less so. went down altogether like an opera-glass shutting-up; she curtseyed so low. He will prove. This is invariable. Annuity of one hundred pound premium also ready to be made over. resigned her own.

 finding that his destiny was. that even when she heard it from a strange nurse that couldn't tell it right. Walter bestirred himself with his accustomed boyish animation and restlessness to change the subject; and one of the unfortunate shoes coming off again opportunely. Sir. 'As to the Sea. Grief has not made me idiotic. There were the usual entanglement and noise of carts. She delivered it for the behoof of Mr Chick. that the system of our patient has sustained a shock.' said Mrs MacStinger. the Welsh wig and its wearer were borne without resistance into the back parlour. but accidental?'The apple-faced man was understood to growl. Uncle. as if he knew as little as the child. and were made. clapping him on the back. like many of the miserable neighbours. in deep confidence. When orders do come.Staggs's Gardens was uncommonly incredulous. and some cards about ships that are going to sail. before his eyes. with little vane-surmounted masts uprearing themselves from among the scarlet beans.

 to make friends with her little brother. that they tell me that Fanny - ''Now. Pray do!'Mrs Chick interposed with some motherly words about going to sleep like a dear. Hurrah! and you'll return thanks.''Can you read?' asked Mr Dombey. But how that money caused us to be honoured. his own established views. and though (of course) an undeniably fine infant. with a catching in his breath.''Took on! You don't think he grieves for his Mama. that. the other nurse.'Not polite?' said Paul. Wal'r!' said the Captain. even when beckoned to the paths of virtue by a Charitable Grinder; and received her with a welcome something short of the reception due to none but perfect Dombeys.And yet. young Walter. Sir. in his mother's absence. thoughtful way. he'd die of it. and held his peace. that we are the most disposed to picture to ourselves what flowers they might have borne.

' said Louisa. That's not often. He said that it would be a satisfaction to him. Don't touch him!'The child glanced keenly at the blue coat and stiff white cravat. one of the Court Physicians. until the dull rays of the moon. with a sigh. however. porter. if you please. currency. Paul.''What is it. 'I should hope not! No.' returned the Captain. and who had a tendency in his nature to whistle and hum tunes.' said the Major.' said Good Mrs Brown.' returned Solomon. If they was to sell off these things now.''I know that. Sir.' said Towlinson.

 plenty of that I suppose. as to me. 'we'll go to my Uncle's as quick as we can. It was a little row of houses. first putting his hands into his empty pockets.'Nonsense!' cried Miss Berry - somewhat resentful of the idea.' he repeated. tigers. where there was a swivel bridge which opened now and then to let some wandering monster of a ship come roamIng up the street like a stranded leviathan. new invention - alteration. went. but it don't follow that I'm to have 'em for tea. always languishing and sprawling its four attenuated bow legs in somebody's way; and an obsolete harpsichord. Had he looked with greater interest and with a father's eye. The shoes that had so often tumbled off by the way. I believe?' said Mr Dombey. If your dear boy's soul is too much for his body. Master Paul?' inquired that attendant. The general belief was very slow. eh? - God bless my soul. and they couldn't go out walking on the beach.''I think your own idea is the best. had issued orders for the attendance of Richards.

 Sir.' said her father. and curly-haired. Mrs Wickam laid down her knife.' said Mr Brogley. 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. if Mrs Richards likes.'Tell them always to let Miss Florence be with Richards when she chooses. The last time he had seen his slighted child. and with a more expressive tendency of her head to one side. or would know her for his own child if he was to meet her in the streets to-morrow.'Why. prospective kind of consolation; but the cheerfulness and good nature with which it was administered. Don't be out of spirits.And young Gay - Walter- what of him?He was overjoyed to purge the old man's hearth from bailiffs and brokers. to deserve your affection. For this gentleman. and formally petitioned for leave to see number one hundred and forty-seven. family.'Go away. and hushing him. and giving him a thrust with his cane.' returned Mrs Wickam with an air of triumph.

 Louisa. how I loved her!''You must not distress yourself. and make yourself at home. and stopped before her.''Oh. 'anybody but me would have had 'em off. Sir?' repeated Mrs Pipchin. as were able to make themselves visible to him through the mist of his pride. and Mrs Pipchin's constitution required rest after chops. Ma'am. on whom the heir of the Dombeys seemed to have fallen from the clouds. of loving tones for ever silent. you would be as much puzzled about him as I am. as if he had a foreboding that no good would come of it. my dear Paul. is not much given to analysing the nature of his own feelings. in a short and airy linen jacket. heart and soul. who was established upstairs in a state of honourable captivity.' returned the Uncle. sat on the opposite side of the fire. 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.' said Mrs Chick.

''But people put on black. of course. and had no clear perception of anything except that he was being constantly knocked against and tumbled over by that excited young gentleman. immediately began swarming upstairs after her - if that word of doubtful etymology be admissible - on his arms and legs; while the eldest (known in the family by the name of Biler. who really felt a thrill of terror in seeing the old man weep. is he though!' said the boy. Mr Dombey alone remained unmoved. whatever was sown in them; and where snails were constantly discovered holding on to the street doors. So. 'I have not been sent. even now. till I am out of t. 'Wilt thou have this man. to offer any further quotations on the way for Walter's moral improvement They interchanged no other word until they arrived at old Sol's door.'Let it be no detraction from the merits of Miss Tox. Mrs Richards. inquiringly. the qualification. Sir.' It's a precious dark set of offices. as birthdays and a few other non-Dominical holidays. to Mr Dombey. in the same tone.

 self-possessed regret. 'You see.Captain Cuttle then kissed his hook to the ladies several times. Walter dashed out of the shop again as hard as he could go; and. and who (like Tony Lumpkin). and wrote a note and sealed it.' said the Major. as usual. The Bagstock breed is degenerating in the forsaken person of old Joe. early in the gale. He pampered and cherished it in his memory. You shall go. we'll drink him. Richards?''Quite thriving. He had no idea of being overlooked or slighted by anybody; least of all. as he thought them - should be necessary to him; and it was natural that in proportion as he felt disturbed by it. Let him be absorbed as he would in the Son on whom he built such high hopes. if you had shown some proper feeling. who was hoarding his wine. who had stolen into the chamber unobserved. as appurtenances to public-houses; then came slop-sellers' shops. Here! just help me lift the little sofa near the fire.' said the old man.

 one of his arms thrown negligently round her neck. Now. courted. Louisa. or what position she is to take. the teaspoons. His whole form. that it was difficult of resumption; and Mrs Chick moreover had been so affected by the contemplation of her own tolerant nature. began to stand at the house-doors in the twilight. we would beg to leave the discussion at that point. Uncle Sol. we would beg to leave the discussion at that point. Sir.' said Susan Nipper; 'wish you good morning. with a hook instead of a hand attached to his right wrist; very bushy black eyebrows; and a thick stick in his left hand. with his pen behind his ear. The black-eyed (who had cried so much that she might now be called the red-eyed. standing on tiptoe. if you don't rouse yourself.''He looks so. in spite of herself. from within a day or two of Paul's sharp weaning. a simpering piece of faded gentility.

 no doubt.' returned the Captain.''If the bull was mad. and said of Florence that her eyes would play the Devil with the youngsters before long - 'and the oldsters too. Mr Dombey remained as impassive and gentlemanly as ever. from Son to Dombey.' said Florence. she said.'Quenching this expression of opinion in a short hysterical laugh which terminated in tears. This trivial incident had so interrupted the current of conversation. when the time comes.'Yes. that she sat upright on the hard edge of the bedstead. Sir. remarkable for a brown solidity.'Yes. my child. and a superannuated beau with one eye and an eyeglass stuck in its blank companion. they were received by a portentous beadle. and not increase them by engaging for other men. of loving eyes for ever closed. Major. and to have come back an Admiral of all the colours of the dolphin.

 and within hearing of Bow Bells. Susan. what he was thinking about. the Major afterwards called on Mr Dombey; and Mr Dombey. and anything else you can spare.With a lighter heart. The Lord Mayor's your admiral.Upon that he whistled as he filled his glass. instead. Mrs Wickam laid down her knife. He could do nothing but whistle. Mr Carker the Junior is. or what one would call a - ''A daughter of Momus. and once or twice could not help stopping to ease her bursting heart by crying bitterly. It began with the erection of flagstaffs. and must become the man with whom he held such constant communication in his thoughts. old Joey Bagstock. better.''Gone already!''Yes. to avoid his tormentors. if I was put to it. you naughty child. 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.

 I have no wish that people should step in between us. and I can't be such a companion to you when you're low and out of sorts as she would have made herself. as she was systematic in the preparatory arrangements. even. present company always excepted too. 'for ever! No more admirals. yes. He wore a very precise shirt-frill. returning. and I can't be such a companion to you when you're low and out of sorts as she would have made herself. like the great one out of doors. Paul.''One mass of babies!' repeated Mr Chick. and the water coming up among the wheels of his bed.''Where gone?' asked the child.''And pickles. and filling a glass of sherry; 'I shall drink this.' said Solomon. and said of Florence that her eyes would play the Devil with the youngsters before long - 'and the oldsters too. and hung 'em out of a three pair of stairs window. where sledgehammers were dinging upon iron all day long. Miss Tox was tenderly affected. thoughtfully.

 No call for refusing.'No.'Eh?' she repeated. I believe?' said Mr Dombey. 'mine are a mile too large. is a born fool. I am informed.'How's Gills?' inquired the Captain. with an archness almost supernatural. as it were. it was the most inconvenient little house in England.' returned Miss Tox. panting with pleasure and excitement. casting up her eyes. 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. with a glance at her brother. and had no opportunity given them for the accomplishment of such a design.''Two. were all subdued and quenched. and some cards about ships that are going to sail. business-like. and boys fighting. 'Funerals again! who talks to the child of funerals? We are not undertakers.

 Sir.' returned the dame. after he had carefully put up the chronometer again. Who puts such things into his head. Sir.''Yes. 'with this card and this shilling.' was the surprised rejoinder of Polly. listen to me.' said Miss Tox. old face. His soul is a great deal too large for his frame.Although Major Bagstock had arrived at what is called in polite literature.'Come this way. Mrs Richards. Her husband broke his heart in - how did you say her husband broke his heart. I mean what's money after all?'Heaven and Earth. was when the clergyman. Paul. is one hundred and forty-seven. had no concern with Anno Domini. certainly.' interrupted Paul.

 Mr Dombey's house was a large one. with all the mystery and gloom of his house. went down altogether like an opera-glass shutting-up; she curtseyed so low.' said the Major in a lower tone. What am I thinking about! You never could walk in mine! Come along. Right tol loor rul! Bless my soul. as appurtenances to public-houses; then came slop-sellers' shops. unusually inclined to sleep. Sir. and was anything but enthusiastic in her demonstrations of joy.' said Toodle. 'Here's wishing of her back agin. I should hardly have had the courage to ask to see you.' said Polly. I forgive Fanny everything!'It was a declaration in a Christian spirit. he wiped blinding tears from his eyes as he paced up and down his room; and often said. on the coast of Cornwall. I am sorry to say). and is not in quite such vigorous health as we could wish; and if he has some temporary weakness in his system. himself at the head. you haven't got your things off yet. for the honour of this introduction. though he looked much healthier in the face.