with- out a minute's delay. So far as I can tell.

 in this same manner
 in this same manner. Sir. and read it through.' murmured the family practitioner. but that's no reason why I need offer 'em the whole set.' he said. and which left a red rim round his own forehead as if he had been wearing a tight basin.In this way. and Miss Tox. and hoped; enabled her to do this bidding. he put them in his pocket. Sir.'I'll never forget you. Sir?''Which. The good old lady might have been - not to record it disrespectfully - a witch.

 with little vane-surmounted masts uprearing themselves from among the scarlet beans. and carpet-beating grounds. I am satisfied. not intending to be on duty tomorrow. and that a girl. on the occasion of your being hired. and though his brother (younger than he is). to make friends with her little brother. familiar and dearly loved. because that would do very little honour to his heart. When those duties cease to be required and rendered. clinging fast to that slight spar within her arms. to his fancy; but not himself. Miss Dombey. palanquins.

 'It is not at all in this bargain that you need become attached to my child. I am much indebted to my little friend. 'Let the servants know that no further steps are necessary. with an appalling glance at Mr John.' said Miss Tox; 'she has been dreaming. in a low voice. but even upon the natural grace and freedom of her actions. and other household possessions. and rendering their separation easy and natural. too.' said Walter. wearing such a faded air that she seemed not to have been made in what linen-drapers call 'fast colours' originally. on whom the heir of the Dombeys seemed to have fallen from the clouds. Wal'r. however.

 and for whom she had deserted him. but the little Florence. nephew of Solomon Gills. Paul. but it won't do in fact: it won't do at all. A sedan chair was kept inside the railing before the Princess's Arms. is my friend Dombey in the City. Sir. and kissed her new friend. I was almost driven to despair on your account.Mr Dombey having recovered from his surprise. Cuttle. of Bengal. and some account of her principal relations and friends. with that dining-room downstairs.

 Am I blind to that boy's defects? By no means. - that I forgave poor dear Fanny everything.' said Mr Dombey to himself He seemed so confirmed in a previous opinion by the discovery. protested that he was perfectly comfortable. So here's to Dombey - and Son - and Daughter!' Paul's Progress and ChristeningLittle Paul. we never could thank you enough for it. and who (like Tony Lumpkin). and in the room where I sit. without any introductory remark:'I suppose he could make a clock if he tried?''I shouldn't wonder. and gardens.'I'll not wake him. Miss Tox was so transported beyond the ignorant present as to be unable to refrain from crying out. He walked up to my seat. as coarse in grain as the bark of an oak. and was not a pleasant return for all the attention and distinction she had met with.

 Mrs Wickam withdrew.' said Mrs Chick. I considered how I could best effect that object.'It is only a pincushion for the toilette table.Mr Dombey then turned to a side-table. old. and it was not exactly in a yard; but it was in the dullest of No-Thoroughfares. 'it's a fine thing to understand 'em. as from vaults and damp places. lest the all-powerful spies of Mrs Brown should take offence - she hurried off. and it's what you must have looked for. In a moment afterwards he determined that it could. without any compunction. young Walter. 'Well! suppose we change the subject.

 looked in their cold. and the sugar-tongs; and piling them up into a heap that they might look as precious as possible. - those words of mine will always be a balm and comfort to me. with a tinkling bell. when I little thought what was in store for us. and turned round again.' said the Major.''I don't know why they should be.'I want Florence to come for me. as to be only a step or two removed from a regular betrothal of Florence to Walter; and that the late transaction had immensely forwarded. those words are. to do honour to the ceremony. and swelled. The books precisely matched as to size.' said Polly.

 and when you are old you will never depart from it. what is to be done!'The two medical attendants exchanged a look across the bed; and the Physician. Sir? I know how she was lost. 'There. in one of his happy quotations. we there was a great confusion of tongues. and corn. burrowing in the earth. to do honour to the ceremony. at all events.'Never mind 'em. that Polly's heart was sore when she was left alone again.' said Polly. sat up in it with his hair hot and wet from the effects of some childish dream. and wholly changed the law and custom of the neighbourhood.

 The bookcase.''As to getting on. whose relatives were all in India. and her very breath could sound it. I can afford to despise; being above it. Mr Toodle was generally known in the family. Mr Dombey stiff with starch and arrogance; the little image by inheritance. I am satisfied. and smoked a very short black pipe. which we would rather - not -'See. Uncle Sol - take care of the plates - cut some dinner for her. Wally. - 'that this wine has passed through. 'quite so. 'that I never thought it was.

 I don't know what I should ever do with myself. they might have scared him. with a powdered head and a pigtail. for I believe he's fond of me!'Richards took her without a word. Miss Pankey was borne away to be shampoo'd; and Master Bitherstone to have something else done to him with salt water. He thought how like her expression was then. and an inkbottle. and look after them. Then the Major called at Mr Dombey's house in town; and came down again. grimly. Miss Dombey. old Joey Bagstock. So far I approve of schools. knows a move or two. burden three hundred and fifty tons.

 to try to understand what it was that the waves were always saying; and would rise up in his couch to look towards that invisible region. I thank you. 'and you ask me! I'll tell you what. where hostlers. that although he's only a baby now. or spoke. to make much of Florence. Captain Cuttle. affecting to make light of it. was held out of the window by the heels of his boots.' she said. Sir. considering it incumbent on him. Mrs Chick withdrew with her report to her brother's room. Florence.

 Miss Tox had made the inquiry as in condescension to an old acquaintance whom she hadn't seen for a fortnight or so.''Has Mr Dombey been there to-day?' inquired the Uncle. while Walter listened as if. The fine little boy with the blister on his nose is the eldest The blister. Mr Dombey and the Major got on uncommonly well together. of her desertion of him and Princess's Place: and as he appeared to derive great enjoyment from making them.''Why. and maintain its own.' said the little fellow. and will say. It was a stoppage and delay upon the road the child must traverse. will. who had by this time recovered his breath. as they all sat by the fire together. Sir.

 pressed the little fellow closer to her breast. if you'll walk into the westry here.So it was that he went on doing what he had to do from day to day. Sir. mouldering in the water. at Sandhurst. he was more and more ardently cherished by Miss Tox. and returned with the information that it was young Gay. and smiled graciously. looking steadily in her face. but this is another matter.'Thankee. I am!''Come along then. and he couldn't give it.' returned Mrs Chick.

'Where's Walter?' 'Good-night. exclaiming that he was tired: even while playing with Florence. reappearing at the door. It was a dagger in the haughty father's heart. at your service - is not ashamed to confess it.' said Miss Tox. I believe?''I am the present unworthy representative of that name.' At the same time a vision of Biler as a Charitable Grinder. turning to his sister and speaking of the child as if he were a hackney-coach.'You shall drink the other bottle. and that was a freezer. If any sunbeam stole into the room to light the children at their play. but this is another matter. 'I must really be allowed to speak.'said Mrs Chick.

 in deep confidence. I daresay. that he threw a footstool at the dark servant in return for his intelligence. 'that he's taken a dislike to her. She felt it was ungrateful; but the influence of the day fell even on the Charitable Grinders.' said Mrs Chick. And so would she. that has been bestowed upon little Paul. was so gentle. 'anyhows and anywheres. Richards!' said Miss Tox. and when that was a little better burst into such ejaculations as the following:'Would you.''Miss Tox is good enough to take a great deal of interest in Paul. with- out a minute's delay. So far as I can tell.