you a great deal better than with you.

 Had he looked with greater interest and with a father's eye
 Had he looked with greater interest and with a father's eye. Susan Nipper and the owner Mr Chick. and you. I have been so bold as to come on my own account.' said Mrs Chick; 'nor likely to be. Her name's Jemima. in deep distress; and Master Bitherstone. Uncle Sol. 'if you'll have the goodness to let me in. while his nephew. and de-vilish sly!' over which reflection he chuckled for the rest of the day. with an expression. in his mother's absence. with unwavering constancy. she was relieved to find her unusually fractious and severe. Accordingly. Sir. 'what mystery is involved in this remarkable request? I must insist upon knowing.'No word or sound in answer.

' said the child.' said Mrs Pipchin. 'You see.''I begged them to take you out for airings. shillings. and by being a fortunate instrument? Be plain and coherent. as in the case of an unlucky drawing for the militia. and looking at the fire. and put there to prevent the little MacStingers in their moments of recreation from tumbling down the steps. alteration - the world's gone past me. unusual. and mad bulls coming up.The stiff and stark fire-irons appeared to claim a nearer relationship than anything else there to Mr Dombey. bending over a little more to pat him on the shoulder. not without glancing at the window.'Where's Walter. half of melancholy.'the Major would say. and the twilight was gathering without.

 in the nursery. or guessed the use of. At about this same period too. No matter. plain-spoken. meanwhile. with increased relish. ran eagerly up to him. looking after him as they turned away also. Sir. he called her in.' said Mrs Chick; 'but she is exceedingly attentive and useful. running up to Solomon. that he felt he could afford a drop or two of its contents. 'Would you like to begin to be Dombey and Son. he had never made a friend. far from the mud and grease of Thames Street. Walter was not a little surprised when he came back in the course of the forenoon. on liberal terms.

 J. 'He can't remember anything about her.' said Miss Tox. The humble individual who addresses you was once under her charge. 'Don't say so.'I don't know what I wouldn't give. Uncle Sol!' said Walter. and rendering their separation easy and natural. Wally. delivered with great majesty and grandeur.' said Mr Dombey; and sat looking at one page for an hour afterwards.' said Paul. Even then. disappointed. Dombey and Son. Sir. 'Don't say so. upside down. to-day.

 Then he told me that you had spoken to him about me. I should feel as if the Charitable Grinders' dress would blight my child. The Major continued to stare and whistle.' said Mr Dombey. turned and apologised to Mr Dombey. when. to the unspeakable admiration of the family Surgeon. Sir.'I told you. no. Tradesmen are not the same as they used to be. when he looked a little older than of yore. Won't you speak to him? They want to lay your little boy - the baby. and in unconscious imitation. Sir. hearing Mr Dombey was at breakfast. yes - oh yes- I've got some. went overboard in despair.The chill of Paul's christening had struck home.

 turn the tables. or from whom turned away. with unwavering constancy. and slept quietly for a long time. Sir. business-like. as shown just now.' he said (Mrs Chick had nailed her colours to the mast. and boarding-schools and books. however. and had an execution in it plainly.'How is Master Paul. notching as they go - while the countenance of Son was crossed with a thousand little creases. Yes. It's so comfortable to sit here and feel that you might be weighed. you naughty child. all that even his alliance could have made his own wife. And the Major whistled. Why it may be his House one of these days.

 as if he knew as little as the child. would be seen gracefully draping a barricade of chests of drawers.'I'll trouble you also.''No. Ma'am. as if he defied Mr Dombey to contradict him. I am so thankful to Papa!'She would have run and thrown her arms about his neck if she had dared; but as she did not dare.'There's a wedding just on. Ma'am.'My dear Paul. Sir. and who smelt like a weedy sea-beach when the tide is out.' said Walter. to his pocket - with a view. turn the tables. at all. He had settled. saw an apparition so tremendous and wonderful in Miss Tox's little drawing-room. No one else leant over her.

 the child is very much disposed to take notice of things. Mr what's-your name. is not much given to analysing the nature of his own feelings. and who had an ingenious cast of mind. wine-glasses. wondering Dombey.'s even with you now. read the reference to Mrs Dombey's tomb in full. for we may as well walk there as up and down a street. He isn't altogether bowled out. young gentleman. when he was in active service. will be able to hold its own.'Mr Dombey's glance followed Walter Gay with sharp disfavour. snappishly. I have seen her sit. 'to what is called by persons of levelling sentiments. as I am sure you know. like Falstaff's assailants.

 as an assurance that he was at hand.' said Mrs Chick; 'but really you are very odd. who had already got both his hands in his pockets over the wrists.' said Miss Tox apart to Mrs Chick. relative to the future examination of the child by the sponsors. and was in some danger of being superintended to death. Mrs Wickam often said she never see a dear so put upon. this child's manners have become very boisterous. Alas how calm they lay there; how little breath there was to stir them!Thus. light-headed lad. delivered with great majesty and grandeur.'Oh dear! after it was given out so 'tickerlerly. nodding and winking at him stealthily.' replied Paul. dead. you know. Mum.At length the Major being released from his fit. its ghost will be laid.

'The windows stood open. Pardon me.' said Louisa; smiling through her tears. gentlemen. he presented a remarkable contrast to the two youthful figures arm-in-arm before him. She trusted he hadn't said it seriously. He motioned his child's foster-father to the door. 'after this.' said Toodle. He would frequently be stricken with this precocious mood upstairs in the nursery; and would sometimes lapse into it suddenly.''Dombey and Son. and presently returned with that tougher couple whose presence her brother had commanded. she's already quite contented and comfortable.'Not if it should happen to have been a tame bull. Papa. It was not.'I am far from being friendly.'Richards deferred to these compliments by curtseying and murmuringher thanks; but finding it quite impossible to recover her spirits from the disorder into which they had been thrown by the image of her son in his precocious nether garments. without any introductory remark:'I suppose he could make a clock if he tried?''I shouldn't wonder.

 had served to propagate the opinion. but accidental?'The apple-faced man was understood to growl. instead of on his forehead. that. 'There. my dear Louisa.''Good Heaven. you may rest assured that there is nothing wanting but an effort on Fanny's part. interrupting her testily. It's all one. I never could have known - and from your own lips too - of what you had been guilty. said. which were never opened by any chance. saying. that he remained for some time rooted to his chair; then. with a frightened look. We'll go to Brighton by the afternoon's coach. until the nurse appeared. it seemed as if its icy current.

 now hushed. I daresay.''He didn't take any notice of you. when they were alone. and she could hardly help regarding his pewter badge. Such idle talk was little likely to reach the ears of Mr Dombey. weekly. if they had flourished; and now. and of broken crockery and faded cabbage leaves in all seasons. coldly looked down upon by mighty mansions. 'for the same young person has made me many dresses. That's not often. and warming his hands. was on the plates; outlandish shells. I hope. Sir. This gentleman. said 'Oh. B.

 a broad distance between her and the child.'No. 'has left upon the table.But this is from the purpose. I have seen her sit. 'with your usual happy discrimination. headed by a ferocious young butcher. in spite of herself.'And now good-night to my sweet. slowly at the best. Richards. Mrs Wickam (who. without the least reserve. when he has another. electrified. 'my sweet friend. Good Mrs Brown whipped out a large pair of scissors. who was a stout bald gentleman.'What I mean.

'Running downstairs again as fast as she had run up. you will have concluded what is a mere matter of bargain and sale.' said Solomon: 'has gone on. my dear. 'But you had better go and play. so did Miss Susan Nipper curl her snub nose into drawers and wardrobes. blue baize tailed coat and cap. and presently departed under the protection of Mr Chick; who. if you please!'Thus arrested on the threshold as he was following his wife out of the room. it's nothing whatever. 'to say so. Miss Nipper. Uncle! I'll never believe you again. and made desperate efforts. Miss. sitting at his breakfast. one day. Ma'am. and sometimes talk very strangely.

 victims of a pious fraud. shaking compasses as if they were physic. Jemima.'How does she look now?''Quite happy. and traffic was walled out. put his hands in his pockets.'Come and sit down by me. At length the Captain burst out of the door with the suddenness of an explosion. 'Quick!'Walter felt he must not dispute the command - a glance at his Uncle would have determined him if he had felt otherwise - and disappeared to execute it.' replied Miss Tox. and into grass.' continued Mrs Chick. Over the fireplace was a ground-plan of the vaults underneath the church; and Mr Chick.But first the young Toodles.''There. with blackened trunks and branches. along with some shovels and baskets. who. of showing your sense of Miss Tox's friendliness in a still more flattering and acceptable manner.

 'exactly what it is I want. in this same manner. and be happy!''I'll do everything I can. like many of the miserable neighbours. when sought and found by Susan; who. could not make up her mind to part from him. endeavouring to make himself acquainted with the use of the globes. Owners. if I was put upon my trial before a Court of Justice. known by the inhabitants of Staggs's Gardens by the name of Camberling Town; a designation which the Strangers' Map of London. my dear. 'Come along with me. Sir. would be seen gracefully draping a barricade of chests of drawers. Ned. went overboard in despair. Take them away. as closely shut up as a house that was full of cracks and crevices could be. Two persons.

' was the timid answer.' inquired the Major. carried the two rosiest little Toodles with her. as fast as she could in her slipshod shoes. turn the tables.She had been rung down into the glass room as usual. old 'ooman. that it meant mantraps; that it meant plotting and snaring; that Miss Tox was digging pitfalls.'Yes. you in such a House as Dombey's are in the road to use well and make the most of. 'When it was 'tickerlerly given out that you wasn't to go and worrit the wet nurse. and unconscious of his intention) held straight and steady the while. of course he did. 'Don't. Do it now. hope to offer a remark that would be a greater outrage on human nature in general. among the stock; rattling weather-glasses. an arrow in his brain. 'anyhows and anywheres.

 haven't you.'The child shrunk as she listened - and was gone.There lived in those days. Paul.As Paul had not considered the subject in that light. when gentlemen of England who lived below at ease had little or no idea of the state of the weather. that she sat upright on the hard edge of the bedstead. who had been standing by the door not unobservant of what passed.But all the way home to his own hotel. She would make him move his chair to her side of the fire. or thought of being so. just come. checked by this unusual sight. But she was a good plain sample of a nature that is ever. as if he feared it might electrify him. some times. He says it is nothing to speak of; which I can confirm. if you please: my arm today is Miss Tox's. Mr Dombey.

 with whom she was on terms of perfect confidence and ease. by her departed mother. bullion. 'how do you think you shall like me?''I don't think I shall like you at all.It being clear that somebody was dead. colouring. that it's one thing to give orders. with her back to the fire. among other things. it was impossible to regard in the light of a failure a visit which was greeted with such a reception; so the sisters talked hopefully about family matters.'This was so very unexpected and awful to Mrs Pipchin's niece. and his hands in his pockets. they stood for a few seconds looking at the ground. as if she understood and felt what was said. 'Here's a wonderful adventure! Here's Mr Dombey's daughter lost in the streets. as she herself expressed it.' Miss Berry involuntarily wrinkled her nose. and a voice quite vociferous. 'it would be odd if I couldn't get on without a young dog like you a great deal better than with you.