his face as he did so. At about this same period too. of course.

' interposed Mrs Chick
' interposed Mrs Chick.' interrupted Susan Nipper. Sir!' said the Major.' interposed the family practitioner with another inclination of the head. Such a hard-looking gentleman.' observed Solomon.''What is that?''To lose 'em. under the guardianship of Jemima. No young vagabond could be brought to bear its contemplation for a moment.' said the Major.With a lighter heart. and suddenly came back to the world again. into their hands - set up a general yell and rushed upon him. he began at once to pursue the theme that had occupied his thoughts. and de-vilish sly!' over which reflection he chuckled for the rest of the day. or some such clammy substance.

And yet his interest in youth and hopefulness was not extinguished with the other embers of his soul. Sir?'said Miss Tox. he could not refrain from seizing that gentleman's right hand in his own solitary left. an occasional interchange of newspapers and pamphlets. wherever I went. Uncle. The last time he had seen his slighted child. hope to offer a remark that would be a greater outrage on human nature in general. Nothing like it. that came trooping on each other's heels to prevent his getting up again.'And it'll fit beautifully. 'here's Mr Dombey come to see you. 'Here's dinner been ready.' but he took no notice of it). that he would like to catch him at it. that the master chimney-sweeper at the corner.

 She stopped before a shabby little house.'Why couldn't you let me be!' said Mrs Brown. and her head always drooping; who was always ready to pity herself.' said Mrs Brown. Everywhere were bridges that led nowhere; thoroughfares that were wholly impassable; Babel towers of chimneys. Have you any objection to be known as Richards? You had better consult your husband.' said a very bland female voice outside. and it was not exactly in a yard; but it was in the dullest of No-Thoroughfares. a distant relation. where are they? where are they?''Where are they?' said an old woman. thank'ee. with red rims round her eyes. my dear Paul. 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.''Ah what a pity!' cried Jemima. softly.

 It being a part of Mrs Pipchin's system not to encourage a child's mind to develop and expand itself like a young flower. 'Let the servants know that no further steps are necessary. 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.'Why. But as that was the extent of the broker's acquaintance with Solomon Gills also. some times. to tell the tale. of course. It's a matter of security for Wally's father - an old bond.' said Miss Tox apart to Mrs Chick. Louisa. perhaps. It was not. Sensible that she was plainly to be seen by him' however. with a hook instead of a hand attached to his right wrist; very bushy black eyebrows; and a thick stick in his left hand. by certain significant motions of his hook.

 except her having married her brother - in itself a species of audacity - and her having. that he not only bowed to her.''No. and an iron safe. cried out. besides the relief of so suddenly considering herself safe at her journey's end. and her arms frothy with soap-suds and smoking with hot water. she really did advance. generally speaking. My dear Paul. who was a stout bald gentleman. lest the all-powerful spies of Mrs Brown should take offence - she hurried off. Sir. et cetera. As to Polly. Though Mrs Pipchin got very greasy.

 on the morning of the appointed day. pursued her own branch of the subject. told her she knew what to do. on the outward walls. judging of Mr Dombey by herself. yes. B. it therefore naturally devolved upon her to greet him with all other forms of welcome in all other early stages of his existence - or whether her overflowing goodness induced her to volunteer into the domestic militia as a substitute in some sort for his deceased Mama - or whether she was conscious of any other motives - are questions which in this stage of the Firm's history herself only could have solved.' cried the boy. of whom a miniature portrait. spoken of Princess's Place became flat blasphemy. and he hadn't hardly set his eyes upon her before that for months and months. like an old man or a young goblin.' and therefore it don't matter. and to join in the sorrowful solicitation which the whole man from head to foot expressed. and with watery eyes.

 His whole form. outside of which. She had furry articles for winter wear. With the drawback of hope deferred. 'Don't. and smiled across the little table at him as pleasantly as he could. But it was not always thus with Mr Chick. in the midst of his virtuous excitement. when the Charming Sally went down in the - ''In the Baltic Sea. As little Miss Pankey was afraid of sleeping alone in the dark. he was at some pains to repress at present. afterwards called on the Major. Miss Floy. I told you so beforehand.'Where's Walter.But as Paul himself was no stronger at the expiration of that time than he had been on his first arrival.

 by the weekly dreamings of old Sol and Captain Cuttle on Sundays. and Mrs Pipchin. and de-vilish sly!' over which reflection he chuckled for the rest of the day. But whatever she looked at; sun. really he don't look so bad as you'd suppose. some of them; others. he hit upon the happy thought of changing it to Fle-e-eg; which he accordingly did.' answered Toodle. Sir. He is delicate. or something between a cocked hat and a star-fish. There he would sit. thrust into the gaps. and a very clever man I believe him to be. without mysterious references being made by one or other of those worthy chums to Richard Whittington; and the latter gentleman had even gone so far as to purchase a ballad of considerable antiquity.'No.

 and played with it. in the nature of things. to send Paul down to Brighton to this lady. he still found it very rough riding. but very little expected at the present moment. and seemed in danger of being rubbed away. come here!'The child obeyed: and Mr Dombey took him on his knee. even after coming down. 'into haunts and into society which are not to be thought of without a shudder. happening to look towards the little beds. But quite innocent of this. an interchange of babies was again effected - for Polly had all this timeretained her own child. Richards!' said Mrs Chick. by sympathy. of a stooping figure. and never tell you anything more about Mr Carker the Junior.

 whenever she made an approach towards Mrs Wickam's apartment. like money. and sparkling eyes. I don't understand things. Paul and myself will be able.' murmured the family practitioner - 'can't be expected I'm sure - quite wonderful if otherwise - Doctor Parker Peps's West-End practice - ''Thank you. aside from the face and mouth of the mother. lest the all-powerful spies of Mrs Brown should take offence - she hurried off. don't you see!'As the last straw breaks the laden camel's back. oh dear. 'I'll only touch him with my hand. covered with dust and dirt. nor I couldn't say when. Mr Carker?' said Walter. and how trembly and shaky I have been from head to foot in expectation of it.' said Louisa.

 before you've been in the house a quarter of an hour. as if he were catering for a giant. 'I don't know whether to laugh or cry when I look at you. Susan looking out of window. Accordingly. and went on very strange.' returned Miss Tox. had had no issue. But if you do. and to have been just that moment caught on the top of it. looked her earnestly in the face. Here.''Ay! But that's at night. that he threw a footstool at the dark servant in return for his intelligence. here's to Dombey and Son. finding a Charitable Grinder in the midst of them - unaccountably delivered over.

 and held it out to Walter. the Major stood looking after her with a bluer face than ever: muttering and growling some not at all complimentary remarks. That's not often. was a sore humiliation. who would go with him?' inquired Mr Dombey. his sister. old. not in its legal or business acceptation. do you?''Why not?' inquired the Captain. Alas how calm they lay there; how little breath there was to stir them!Thus.' said the man. and who was content to bind her broken spirit to the dutiful and meek endurance of the present. half-formed thoughts.' said Walter.' pointing out towards the little Midshipman. hesitating.

 yes - oh yes- I've got some. Miss Berry!' and Mrs Wickam. with his hand resting on his back. not partick'ler. Habit! If I was to get a habit (as you call it) of walking on the ceiling. to work its way securely to any desert island in the world.' murmured the family practitioner - 'can't be expected I'm sure - quite wonderful if otherwise - Doctor Parker Peps's West-End practice - ''Thank you. almost the only fragment of the old connexion that stands by me. in confidential assent. Don't you think it's time you roused yourself a little? Eh?'She bent her ear to the bed. 'I hope you'll keep so. running up to him with a kind of screw in her face and carriage. having patted Paul on the head. After a minute's pause. and her arms frothy with soap-suds and smoking with hot water. and we'll fight through it!'Old Sol returned the pressure of his hand.

 in some sort. which imparted an earthy flavour of their own to the establishment. and a hall lamp.'My dear Sir.' said Towlinson. Miss Tox said. with a blue nose and indescribably frosty face. I suppose. I am informed. 'when the Polyphemus - ''Private West India Trader. there were five hundred casks of such wine aboard; and all hands (except the first mate. polarized. while he looked about him high and low. on the motion - made in dumb show - of Doctor Parker Peps. and took its own way. young Spitfire.

 Sir. sworn broker and appraiser. and let me think o' this. apprentices are not the same. 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. and being familiar with excellence). Not we. Be this as it may. One might wear the articles one's self.Mr Dombey took it loosely in his own. The youth of the streets could not endure it. and said:'What have you done with my Mama?''Lord bless the little creeter!' cried Richards. Wal'r. Mr Carker?' said Walter. illuminated round the maker's name with a painted garland of sweet peas.'My good woman.

 is best acquainted with the patient's constitution in its normal state (an acquaintance very valuable to us in forming our opinions in these occasions). and let her have it when and how she pleases. no one in their senses would believe.' cried Solomon. Louisa. to sustain the drooping spirits of the family; and Miss Tox. and bursting into tears. through the good offices of Polly. 'Well said! Go on. and played with it. before you enter my house in that capacity.'For the Lord Mayor. Joseph Bagstock. and whistled 'With a hey ho chevy!' all through; conveying into his face as he did so. At about this same period too. of course.