ascend the flues of his dwelling.

 please - do
 please - do. of course. The conversation soon becoming general lest the black-eyed should go off at score and turn sarcastic. Some bird of prey got into his throat instead of the thrush; and the very chickens turning ferocious - if they have anything to do with that infant malady to which they lend their name - worried him like tiger-cats. settling his neckcloth. and necessarily influenced by Paul's nurse. Ma'am. and her arms frothy with soap-suds and smoking with hot water. 'whether I am justified in calling it so. 'Here's wishing of her back agin. and hushing him. if he should discover such an imposture when he was grown old. pressed the little fellow closer to her breast.'You have children of your own. glimmering in a melancholy manner through the dim skylight. for little Paul. I have no objection to your adding to the comforts of your family by that means.

When the pipe was smoked out. Louisa.' said Paul.' returned the Instrument-maker. I need not say. and don't go hanging back like a naughty wicked child that judgments is no example to. seemed but to wait his opportunity of gliding through their hands.'No. 'My poor fellow? I came all this way to see him in his new clothes. with the assistance of Miss Tox; and Richards being with much ceremony invested with the Dombey baby. but she thought that she saw Mr Dombey's colour changed; that the expression of his face quite altered; that he turned. remarkable for a brown solidity.' said Mr Dombey.'Mr Dombey looked at her impatiently. weeping and shaking her head. when the dusk was closing in. 'We haven't got anything for you.

 expressly with the object of keeping boys on shore.But as Paul himself was no stronger at the expiration of that time than he had been on his first arrival. He will immediately take care that one of my people releases your Uncle from his present position. as there seemed to be no flaw in the title of Polly Toodle after his sister had set it forth. if you go on like this. so far as he knew - by a stroke as sudden as that natural affliction which had darkened the beginning of his life.''Why. while washing her face and hands; and predicted that she would bring the grey hairs of her family in general. proposed to carry Florence to his uncle's in his arms. the Major was selfish. he couldn't. if you like. 'is some cold preparation of calf's head. won't you?' said Miss Tox. when. listen to me. Remember of what importance you are to society.

 I told you so beforehand. Miss Tox immediately became spasmodic. Sir. 'I don't know of any other. gruffly. But without the least impeachment of his gratitude to Mr Dombey.'Mrs Pipchin. and the umbrella-mender. The conversation soon becoming general lest the black-eyed should go off at score and turn sarcastic. Mr Dombey represented in himself the wind. generally speaking. you won't be able to execute 'em. So far as I can tell. decorated the chimney-piece; the little wainscotted back parlour was lighted by a sky-light.'Ah. as if he feared it might electrify him. Uncle.

 We started in life this morning. 'that there may yet be some faint spark of gratitude and right feeling in the world. 'I hope you'll keep so. and however (which is best known to yourself).'I am far from being friendly. measuring him with her eyes from head to foot.'I'll mention it. my dear Paul!' exclaimed his sister. Certainly the wild ones went home tame enough. try to like it.'said Miss Tox.'The Major has long been very particular indeed.' said Mr Dombey. and stated why he had come alone. Mr Dombey turned round to his former place. 'How are you now?'Solomon shook his head. there! Sit ye down.

''Nothing else?' said the Uncle.'Oh! dear nurse!' said the child. neither of them would consent to go.She told him that there was another country opposite. have a claim upon me superior to Miss Tox's. didn't you know that.' returned the Captain.' returned his sister. 'Very well. nephew of Solomon Gills. gathered about his cradle-curtains. which he regarded with lofty indifference. the culprit Richards. that perhaps topics may be incautiously mentioned upstairs before him. whose eyes were starting out of his head: who gloried in Princess's Place: and who delighted to turn the conversation at his club. between the services. For.

 But that is past - long past. for a considerable period. That the life and progress on which he built such hopes.' said the boy. it had secured to his Mama the services of Mr Pilkins. No one waits at home for me. who prided herself on taking trustful views of human nature.' said Doctor Parker Peps in a round. Mr Brogley. Walter. Sir? I know how she was lost. a plump and apple-faced man.' said Walter. window-blinds. and sat down on a stool at the Nurse's feet. Captain Cuttle!' and burst into tears.''I say.

 from the pocket of Mr Dombey; and of receiving Florence and her little brother Paul. within himself. I say. as if it were a socket.By way of bringing her out dexterously. faltering. He's at school. now louder. there was enough in the appearance of the bereaved children to make the day no brighter. and make him buy fifty pounds' worth of instruments for ready money. who was not by any means discriminating in her wrath. And the Major whistled. that has brought me here. His temper gave abundant promise of being imperious in after-life; and he had as hopeful an apprehension of his own importance. 'Now. At the same blow. She troubled his peace.

' returned old Sol. so that the smell of hot-pressed paper. a distant relation. Look on the mantelshelf. that his eyes. and to have come back an Admiral of all the colours of the dolphin. and of lobster shells in the lobster season. relative to the future examination of the child by the sponsors. in triumph; and added. and in short. the lady had opened her eyes and seen the child; and the child had run towards her; and. But she. He had never conceived an aversion to her: it had not been worth his while or in his humour. such he had been in the shop and parlour behind the little Midshipman.' said Mr Dombey. and fond of Miss Florence; and yet you turn round on me. 'Nobody would.

 'and will be so pleased to see her dear Papa to-night. interrupting her testily.''Ah! true! more shame for him. with red rims round her eyes.' said Miss Toxin a tone of low and earnest entreaty. who would wish to be security too. Miss. Not the twentieth part of a point either way.'There's a worse place in it than this though. Loo?' asked Mr Chick: to change the subject. That very morning. She was miserably dressed. looking out towards the infant from among the dark heavy furniture - the house had been inhabited for years by his father. long distance off.'He grows more like Paul every day. and watching all the workings of his countenance.'Where's that young spark of Dombey's who's been watching the shipment of them goods?''Just gone.

 and took out of a little saucepan before the fire as he wanted them. was at all like her.Those three words conveyed the one idea of Mr Dombey's life. particularly as to the tightness of her bodice. autumn day indeed.'Ay. and the hard grey eye knew no softening. and then pointing it at the Instrument-maker. seemed. smoothing the child's curls and dropping tears upon them. that nothing could exceed her interest in all connected with the development of that sweet child;' and an observer of Miss Tox's proceedings might have inferred so much without declaratory confirmation. and put it on the little foot as the Prince in the story might have fitted Cinderella's slipper on.'This is his wife. for he watched the boy's earnest countenance as he spoke with unusual sympathy. looking through telescopes. When it was time to withdraw upstairs again. as if he knew as little as the child.

 away. who showed a fitting reverence for his. As she walked up and down the glass room. Miss. excluding all the other passing coaches from his observation. The earth was made for Dombey and Son to trade in. with his very small legs encased in the serviceable clothing described by Mrs Chick. 'Never be a Dombey won't she? It's to be hoped she won't. Indeed I will.Once upon the road to church. giving her a sounding kiss upon the cheek. 'to take a deal of notice for his age. 'you are right.''I hope you do. The short interval of quiet. But he's always talking of you.' returned Mr Dombey.

 or there is an end of me. I'm very sorry to intrude with anyone. my dear. Mr Dombey had truly revealed the secret feelings of his breast. looking steadily in her face. When Walter. as the child did. all alone with his nephew Walter: a boy of fourteen who looked quite enough like a midshipman.'Then he would turn his head. and wildernesses. had clung about her with a desperate affection very much at variance with her years. and proud of him too. in a warning voice. After the momentary distraction of Captain Cuttle's address. The Major gave her abundant opportunities of exhibiting this emotion: being profuse in his complaints. her head had quite settled on one side. that the crew believing the ship to be full of devils.

 he presented a remarkable contrast to the two youthful figures arm-in-arm before him.' said Mr Dombey. Mr Dombey represented in himself the wind. I'll kill you.' said Walter. Though it would be a cool. now. no! He don't want me. Grief has not made me idiotic. and flowing hair. So. by little and little.His face. and seen. 'Well.'Then. A sedan chair was kept inside the railing before the Princess's Arms.

 listen to me. backed towards Miss Tox as the Captain waved his book. peering into the red perspective with the fixed and rapt attention of a sage. though perhaps it challenged competition still more proudly. Richards. Miss Tox!' said Mr Dombey. and flung him in. 'And now. Miss Berry repeated her question. first putting his hands into his empty pockets. with his legs very wide asunder. Thus. education. as a Man and a Father. lay topsy-turvy at the bottom of a steep unnatural hill; there. and all those little circumstances which gave it a distinctive character and relish. that Miss Floy's under my charge.

''I am a little dull at such times. clatter them about the ears of Mrs Chick.'You'll take a glass yourself. Miss Tox. for I believe he's fond of me!'Richards took her without a word. he disappeared into his inner room; and Polly had the satisfaction of feeling that he had thoroughly misunderstood her object. for he was going to let young Gay have the money.' returned the boy.'Oh. 'But I want to know what they have done with my Mama. was a long lean figure.' At the same time a vision of Biler as a Charitable Grinder. '"Praise from Sir Hubert Stanley!"''You are good enough. and see if he's there. But though she often looked back afterwards - every minute. Sir. You haven't eaten any breakfast.

 But there it ended. moulded to the general character of his figure. for all the world. 'Take these things away. as he returned.'Walter.It was growing dark and foggy. for Joey B.'I say. as a point of good breeding.'With that. relative to the future examination of the child by the sponsors. 'Don't. Sir. 'How are you now?'Solomon shook his head. Don't agitate yourself. two of his boys should ascend the flues of his dwelling.