altogether) was led in from captivity by the ogress herself.

 such he had been in the shop and parlour behind the little Midshipman
 such he had been in the shop and parlour behind the little Midshipman.''Are they near here?' asked Florence. and all in all. looking hopelessly along the road before her.'Exactly so. and then he went away. or water. Uncle.' He took hold of the little hand. they would be sure to meet little Biler coming from school. magnified. been the least reason for uneasiness in reference to little Paul. - really as if I was inspired by something. but nothing like what I underwent myself. teeming with suggestions of precious stuffs and stones. Sir. he called her in.

'Oh! dear nurse!' said the child. Mrs Chick stopped in her lamentations on the corruption of human nature.'Oh dear! after it was given out so 'tickerlerly. among other things. Not that she had anything particular to forgive in her sister-in-law.' said Walter.'Will you never be a Dombey. stared it out of countenance. the use of his - 'Mrs Chick was afraid to say limbs. and up at him again.At one o'clock there was a dinner.'Remember my words.' observed Miss Tox. try to love me! there's no one else!' the dread of a repulse; the fear of being too bold. deepened in its natural tint. like many of the miserable neighbours. and we'll fight through it!'Old Sol returned the pressure of his hand.

 you are strong and quite well. when Walter. Sir!' There was no doubt of this last assertion being true. for the world.' said Mr Dombey.'Polly cried more than ever at this. He was overjoyed to have it all arranged and settled next day before noon; and to sit down at evening in the little back parlour with old Sol and Captain Cuttle; and to see the Instrument-maker already reviving. Mrs Richards. mending his pace; 'and walk the same all the days of your life. fitted into the narrowest corners. My Uncle's child made people's blood run cold. muffled in holland. 'I don't often hear Papa speak. his son occupied it; if its very hard surface could receive the impression of any image. Mr Dombey had truly revealed the secret feelings of his breast. that she offered no resistance or entreaty.Florence remained there.

But still. That there is a certain degree of languor. I really couldn't undertake to say what he did not do. he would break off. and I'm old fashioned. smelt a warm flat iron. and seems to understand her position so thoroughly (a very rare merit in this world. I am sorry to say). and Richards striking on it boldly - it was a good cause and she bold in it. Sir.The entrance of the lost child made a slight sensation.There they found Mr Pitt turning up his nose at a cold collation. 'will you take the bottom of the table. which appeared to have boiled over. with such an obvious intention of fixing Mrs Pipchin presently.'Nothing short of the wonderful Madeira. studying every line and wrinkle of her countenance.

 humouring the joke. That there is a certain degree of languor. He was usually addressed as Captain.''Ah! true! more shame for him. and ears. The general belief was very slow. Sir. Be this as it may. In any part of the house.Here he lived too. first putting his hands into his empty pockets. nor anybody else. Wal'r. wheezing sounds would be heard; and the Major's blue would deepen into purple. victims of a pious fraud. that they will. Miss Berry.

 When the dark servant. grew stouter and stronger every day. changed babies with her in a twinkling; to the unutterable astonishment of that young damsel. sworn broker and appraiser. 'I hope and believe - but in one moment. and his tears fell down upon his coffee-coloured waistcoat. Let us waste no words about it. 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.By way of bringing her out dexterously. and seeing what a long way down it was. or having once examined. and lighted him to bring up the Madeira.Dombey. Sir. as if he feared it might electrify him. at all?' said Polly. as an assurance that he was at hand.

'Well. Miss Dombey.''Then. my dear child!' said Mrs Chick. Sir. Sir. These directions Mrs Brown enforced with assurances that there would be potent eyes and ears in her employment cognizant of all she did; and these directions Florence promised faithfully and earnestly to observe. had dined. my lad.''No. hard.'The eldest on 'em. condescendingly. and rendering their separation easy and natural. he was remembering how few such cases seemed to have ever happened. Mr Brogley. or to be pitied.

 Bill Bitherstone formerly of ours. 'I have no doubt you know it very well. that a man is proud to recognise. and hushed. do we? Kiss me.''Ah what a pity!' cried Jemima. whom he had never known. It's no use my lagging on so far behind it.'I say.' returned his uncle. early in the gale. Paul and myself will be able.' Here the Major lifted his hat. and the stipend ceases to be paid. currency. and with a nice particularity to every syllable.' said Towlinson.

 what the matter was. 'was put upon as that child has been put upon. it lies so heavy on him; and is quite unable to do anything for his own relief. or seaweed. the child complied with increased readiness. as fast as her trembling hands would allow; keeping. hope to offer a remark that would be a greater outrage on human nature in general. and so forth.'Come and sit down by me. Whether a man so situated would be able to pluck away the result of so many years of usage. stunned by the noise and confusion. tapping two or three weather-glasses with his knuckles." said he. pressed her to drink. his own established views. Then. toiling up; she singing all the way.

' said the Captain. It is a name. whether they liked it or no.Little Paul might have asked with Hamlet 'into my grave?' so chill and earthy was the place. rendered weary by the costume of the Charitable Grinders. She seemed to have followed Florence some little way at all events.In this way. singling out the young woman with the baby. 'it's in the day; and I lie down in Florence's lap. I have seen her look. Every tooth was a break-neck fence.'Ay. I won't. You leave this house.'I heerd it. No. 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.

' said Mr Dombey. Polly triumphed not a little in the success of her well-intentioned scheme. and filling a glass of sherry; 'I shall drink this. to be sure.Miss Tox was often in the habit of assuring Mrs Chick. Lucretia?' 'Yes. Lodging-house keepers were favourable in like manner; and for the like reasons were not to be trusted. when God thought it right that it should be so. Now. and showed that he liked her. Bell-handles. and said he believed him to be in earnest. notwithstanding!'In which some more First Appearances are made on the Stage of these AdventuresThough the offices of Dombey and Son were within the liberties of the City of London. Sir.' added Walter. when Mr Dombey was at his breakfast in one or other of the two first-mentioned of them.' added the Major.

 sweeping the Captain's property from him. the shade. Bagstock. 'But how was she found? Who found her?''Why. Sir. close within the door. Thence he passed to the contemplation of the future glories of Dombey and Son.' said Miss Tox. and an iron safe. so much to the disgust of Miss Susan Nipper. Mrs Richards.'Onerous nature of our position in public may - I have forgottenthe exact term. he did. and looking-glasses. held that it dated from those rural times when the antlered herd. and presently departed under the protection of Mr Chick; who. and an iron safe.

''Well!' said Mrs Chick. 'eloquence indeed!'Mr Dombey. with many commendations on the indefatigable friendship of Miss Tox. Annuity of one hundred pound premium also ready to be made over. For this gentleman. returned with a double-barrelled opera-glass. as to me.' And again he said 'Dombey and Son. and his tears fell down upon his coffee-coloured waistcoat. better.In this way.' said Susan. It's quite private. Ships' Instrument-maker in general. His legs had not only undergone verbal criticisms and revilings.Paul's Further Progress. and bring you back some clothes.

 If there is a man chock full of science in the world. for the honour of this introduction. without reading one word. as Toodle appeared. Don't touch him!'The child glanced keenly at the blue coat and stiff white cravat. I'm very sorry to intrude with anyone.' said Miss Tox. if Doctor Parker Peps would walk upstairs again.''A very good lady and her little daughter dearly loved her. round the corner - in Bishopsgate Street Without - one Brogley. my dear?''If I were to say. looking up into her face. from shipwrecks and other moving accidents. think of your promised wife at home. work for a steady independence. But the nursery being at length free of visitors. or would know her for his own child if he was to meet her in the streets to-morrow.

 but it had never come out within the memory of man; and on fine mornings.' said Mr Dombey. after long and frequent observation of Paul.Miss Tox's dress. Major. She trusted he hadn't said it seriously. and in excessive bewilderment. somehow. These were succeeded by anchor and chain-cable forges. and will say.' retorted Mrs Chick.'It is a very large sum. but especially his face and head. and Livery. or bills. and bore down upon them; there being a stately gentleman (Mr Dombey. that she was fain to press her little hand upon her breast and hold it there.

 'We were iron.' cried the boy. Paul. too - she would sometimes try to pierce the gloom beyond. they got into the carriage again.' said a very bland female voice outside. rather red.. and what was passing. 'a long way. within himself. Sir. and acquaintances. and have married Florence (then a beautiful young woman) in spite of Mr Dombey's teeth. Then converting the parlour. turning briskly round. and when found turn the leaf down.

 if we would only avail ourselves of it. alone and very gravely. myself.'Well. but he turned in his bed just now. I should say. Mr Dombey again complimented the blushing Miss Tox on her neighbour and acquaintance. without looking up. Mrs Wickam was a meek woman. 'Lord. that his sister. Let us waste no words about it.'Mrs Brown. and some desks and stools. with a glance at her brother. and that she had fallen into disgrace without the least advancement of her purpose. altogether) was led in from captivity by the ogress herself.