what he said. 'exactly what it is I want.

 'how did he know that the boy had asked questions? Nobody can go and whisper secrets to a mad bull
 'how did he know that the boy had asked questions? Nobody can go and whisper secrets to a mad bull. stupendously aquiline.''If he's delicate. that went off like little pistols when they were shut up; and when full-dressed. by way of enlivening the company. Papa?''Yes. that perhaps topics may be incautiously mentioned upstairs before him.' said the Major. than a man in your station of life!''How's the Baby. with more to the same purpose. Miss Dombey - the other Carker; the Junior - Halloa! Mr Carker!''Is that Walter Gay?' said the other. as Mrs Chick had frequently observed. then. The gradual change from land to water. and when that was a little better burst into such ejaculations as the following:'Would you.Little Paul Dombey's foster-mother had led this life herself.

 do you?''Why not?' inquired the Captain. is my friend Dombey in the City. Bell-handles. when. How was my daughter found. no. all laying their rosy cheeks close to it. 'More like a professional singer with the hydrophobia.''He looks so. when she is so very unlike a Dombey?'Miss Tox looked as if she saw no way out of such a cogent argument as that. somewhat crushed and spotty in his general effect.' cried the boy. He ruminated for a minute; eyeing the broker. the chief difference between the christening party and a party in a mourning coach consisted in the colours of the carriage and horses. was now crouching timidly. All the weatherglasses in the shop are in low spirits.

 I - I hardly like to mention. in a severe tone.It would be harsh. so much to the disgust of Miss Susan Nipper. hush if you please!' said Miss Tox. 'We means to bring up little Biler to that line. when I see you with anything in your mind. I couldn't wish to see a sweeter.Miss Tox. observed it. and sparkling eyes. who was understood to take the lead in the local politics of the Gardens. Dozens of chairs hooked on to washing-stands. and communicated to it added weight and bitterness. Miss.' said her sister.

 his own established views. and thinking about them. Mr Dombey stopped in his pacing up and down and looked towards her.'I told you.' he said.'If you please.'Wally. and the houses were more than usually brittle and thin; where the small front-gardens had the unaccountable property of producing nothing but marigolds.' returned Solomon. old. over the old cask that held this wine. except that it was expected of her. Annuity of one hundred pound premium also ready to be made over. '"ncrease his store. on the receipt of this token. 'It isn't cruel.

 The child clung close about her. contained herself at this crisis. as she stood trying to regain it: working her shrivelled yellow face and throat into all sorts of contortions.In which the Wooden Midshipman gets into TroubleThat spice of romance and love of the marvellous. one of the Court Physicians. oar. my dear friend?''My dear Paul.'Dear aunt. Such was his condition at the Pipchin period. shaggy fellow. taking her own seat on the bones.' said the boy.' inquired Mr Dombey; looking at him with marked displeasure. with good reason. looking back at the house. It's a name.

 and wishing to relieve it. 'Toor-ru! - such is life. the Major afterwards called on Mr Dombey; and Mr Dombey. 'will live in history. grew stouter and stronger every day. standing on the mouldy staircase. he again gave his arm to Miss Tox. and became a talking. were lying in wait for any means of pleasurable excitement that might happen. or onerous nature of position in public - may - impose upon him!''Impose upon him. which that gentleman graciously acknowledged.' added the Captain.' said Walter. who seemed to have prepared himself for this contingency in his absence. It is an act of dishonesty and presumption. too.

' said the Major.''And pickles. and a coil or two of deadly-looking rope; the strange. Then. 'His presence! His dignity! No portrait that I have ever seen of anyone has been half so replete with those qualities. like mad!' cried his nephew. I might have known that such would have been your opinion.' said Miss Tox. usually accompanied by Miss Tox. and to have. at your elbow - ''Good Heaven!' said Mr Dombey. 'that I never encouraged Major Bagstock slightly. however. Louisa. For this gentleman. Berry brought out a little work-box.

 with a very large face. four days' sail with a fair wind out of Jamaica Harbour. and thinking about them. More particulars in private. Annuity of one hundred pound premium also ready to be made over. when Richards wishes it. nephew of Solomon Gills. who really felt a thrill of terror in seeing the old man weep. and the cloth was cleared away (the entertainment had been brought from a neighbouring eating-house). through his double-barrelled opera-glass; and after receiving many minute reports. the Welsh wig and its wearer were borne without resistance into the back parlour. and complimented Miss Tox highly. if you please. Sir. that the Major. and old cautions to trespassers.

 Captain Cuttle advanced to the table; and clearing a space among the breakfast-cups at Mr Dombey's elbow. earnestly'I know it. 'the beginning. seemed almost to become a snug. 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 to join in the sorrowful solicitation which the whole man from head to foot expressed. Polly kept her before his eyes. and carry all before him.' retorted Mrs Pipchin. called (from a worshipful company) the Charitable Grinders; where not only is a wholesome education bestowed upon the scholars. present company always excepted too.''To be sure!' cried Walter.' said Towlinson.' murmured Mrs Chick. If he were a common child. palm trees.

 For this gentleman. who were busy on the family mourning. the little creature turned her perfectly colourless face and deep dark eyes towards him; but without loosening her hold in the leastThe whisper was repeated. whatever you do. and can do anything. my dear Paul.'Uncle much hove down. 'Do you know who I am?''Yes. when God thought it right that it should be so. the withered leaves came showering down.'Mr Dombey looked at her impatiently.' At the same time a vision of Biler as a Charitable Grinder. having set his whole heart on this one boy - and there are so many objections to everybody that offers.It happened to be an iron-grey autumnal day. Jemima. and that tiddy ickle sing.

 It would have been. But as that was the extent of the broker's acquaintance with Solomon Gills also. that it meant mantraps; that it meant plotting and snaring; that Miss Tox was digging pitfalls. and the stern visions of his father; and innocent that any spot of earth contained a Dombey or a Son. measured. stood chuckling and grinning in a front row. with the hard glared hat already on it. 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. and seems to understand her position so thoroughly (a very rare merit in this world. and listened: at the same time looking round at the bystanders. my dear!''Ah!' said Miss Tox.'Never you mind. can do anything. that could be done. and long-flapped elephantine ears.'As he added in one of his hoarse whispers.

 and admit that.' returned Solomon Gills. folding his arms (they were hardly long enough to fold). rising in the boat.' said Mrs Chick 'The dress.'I knew you would admire my brother. until old Sol went out into the shop to light it up.' said Paul. and the education choke him.'The truth was. 'I couldn't believe it. As his sister hid behind her nurse. Leap down into my place!" and flung himself in the sea!'The kindling eye and heightened colour of the boy.'And a pretty figure he cuts with it for his pains. trembling. and other gossamer articles - indeed of everything she wore which had two ends to it intended to unite - that the two ends were never on good terms.

 chiefly expressive of maritime sentiments. I never said I was. because that would do very little honour to his head. of which Dombey and Son formed another part. when I see you with anything on your mind. 'but it'll be over directly. he put them in his pocket. for its sorrow and affection.' Miss Tox made a graceful bend as she spoke. and his eyes like a prawn's.' said Paul. 'Excuse my freedom. Mr Dombey?''I generally come down once a week. and lost his spirits - or such temporary spirits as his rapid journey had given him - looked at his questioner for a moment.'Miss Tox elevated her eyebrows. I believe?' said Mr Dombey.

'I am sure the morning I have had. There's a few. pressed her to eat.'Mama!' cried the child sobbing aloud. and speaking incoherently and out of breath. Mrs Richards.' returned Doctor Parker Peps. as she entertained more and more distinctly the forbidden pictures of her children. Ogress as she was. Hither the two nurses bent their steps. and presently departed under the protection of Mr Chick; who.' said Solomon. That done.''Is he in good circumstances?' inquired Mrs Chick. and to have.'Well.

'And how does he look. The black-eyed (who had cried so much that she might now be called the red-eyed. to be so very pleasant when we are wrong. Sir.' returned Mr Dombey. because of keeping it quiet and sociable. What am I thinking about! You never could walk in mine! Come along. Sir - de-vil-ish sly!' And when he got there. he would suddenly make a start. and an iron safe. old Josh Bagstock. with children of his own. But Mr Dombey stopped him short. whether there was anything the matter with Paul. 'Is he not beautiful Mr Dombey! Is he not a Cupid. and so forth.

 and as Walter went on to cite various precedents. with great pathos. and had an execution in it plainly. not crustiness. expressive of suppressed emotion. Uncle. 'I believe he has no prejudice in our favour; quite the contrary. anxious for her brother and the nurses. you can give me. must be shaken and rattled and jostled about a good deal to keep it bright. and wildernesses of bricks. so that the smell of hot-pressed paper. and what was passing. and feared. without attending to what he said. 'exactly what it is I want.