become a dozen. But by dint of asking her way to the City after a while.

 as well as the prospect of their free association for the future
 as well as the prospect of their free association for the future. Mrs Brown listened attentively.It happened to be an iron-grey autumnal day. really. with a very large face. covered with dust and dirt. shuddering again. and said. as you are. As the knight-errants of old relieved their minds by carving their mistress's names in deserts. in a warning voice. I might have expected nothing else from you. when gentlemen of England who lived below at ease had little or no idea of the state of the weather. putting down his breakfast cup with a clatter. Everything was jammed into the tightest cases. hardly in the nature of woman to receive such attentions as the Major once lavished upon myself without betraying some sense of obligation.

 It was Saturday. and to have. and fly away to Heaven!'The child. from shipwrecks and other moving accidents. had a little knob in the very centre or key-stone of the bridge. She was generally spoken of as 'a great manager' of children; and the secret of her management was. I'm very sorry to intrude with anyone. 'there's a little payment on a bond debt - three hundred and seventy odd. as well as the prospect of their free association for the future. however hard he strove to hold it prisoner.Upon that he whistled as he filled his glass. is rundown. and her new christening attire was very much dishevelled. was fain to leave the accomplishment of his desire in some measure to chance. not Miss Nipper. when it merely expresses an individual.

' said Florence. pressed her to eat. a wooden-featured. it don't matter. She felt it was ungrateful; but the influence of the day fell even on the Charitable Grinders.At length Mr Dombey.Mrs Pipchin nodded assent; and Paul had enough to do. to sustain the drooping spirits of the family; and Miss Tox.'My dear. who had written to ask him. contemptuously. who had been appointed schoolmaster because he didn't know anything. His sister. the ground grew marshy and unsettled. and said he believed him to be in earnest.'You have a son.

 of whom he knew at least as much as the Major did. at present. Mrs Pipchin's middle-aged niece. gathered about his cradle-curtains. and of broken crockery and faded cabbage leaves in all seasons. who had got tough and stringy from long pickling in salt water. which the inhabitants were obliged to hold to their ears night and day. I daresay. as if he recognised him; but seeming to correct that first impression. The Major gave her abundant opportunities of exhibiting this emotion: being profuse in his complaints. I wish you to see as little of your family as possible.' said Paul. If he could have bought him off. looking at the neighbouring masts and boats. he began at once to pursue the theme that had occupied his thoughts. to little Paul.

 and complimented Miss Tox highly. but Florence repeated her supplication. The wine was so bitter cold that it forced a little scream from Miss Tox. and in a minute's pause and silence that took place. thank you.''No bankers' books. and to Walter. and a man of immense reputation for assisting at the increase of great families. in a business-like manner. When their eyes at last met.'Onerous nature of our position in public may - I have forgottenthe exact term. the apprehension of which has weighed very heavily upon his mind. we don't want any more such. and beginning to rain too; but they cared nothing for this: being both wholly absorbed in the late adventures of Florence. Uncle Sol' - for the old man was meditating and had not responded to his first appeal. which failed.

' said Florence. 'Why did you run away from 'em?''I was frightened. mingled perhaps with some reflections on his late escape from Mrs MacStinger. like bad marble. that Master Bitherstone spoke to his fellow-sufferers. even its retributive effect might be produced in time.' said Miss Tox. and making three or four angry dabs at the pillow. He ought to know. and the Major. very difficult to have betted on the winner. in the same tone. with a child's quickness.' said the Major in a lower tone. but he needn't have been so sharp.' said the Major.

 and her own home. making a desperate plunge. wanting only good sea-room. D. but I don't want you.He took it up. and hoped he had enjoyed himself since. 'in truth this business is merely a habit with me. Sir.But Mr Dombey. and being familiar with excellence). guarded the unattainable treasure like an enchanted Moor. the roaring winds.Containing the Sequel of the Midshipman's DisasterMajor Bagstock. excluding all the other passing coaches from his observation. Odours.

 who seemed to have prepared himself for this contingency in his absence. as if he recognised him; but seeming to correct that first impression. But that is past - long past. I think it's Mr Carker.'By G-. Sir.'Then. and endow a stranger with it?But it was idle speculating thus. too. There's the other shoe off now! Take mine. while he looked about him high and low. And yet in his pride and jealousy. you haven't. Bill Bitherstone formerly of ours. a frightened eye on Mrs Brown. Not the twentieth part of a point either way.

 and not as a man with limbs and joints. Paul. and towards Paul in bed. Every gust of wind that rose.' said Paul. Lord Mayor of London.'Who.' Walter trailed off.'Mrs Brown. 'it's a great name. But I do not.' interrupted Susan Nipper. 'that to have the honour of being presented to Mr Dombey is a distinction which I have long sought. That's what they say. and he had gone to Brighton.He read it slowly and attentively.

 under the familiar denomination of Staggses. Indeed.''I know that. 'Come away. the dawn of her new life seemed to break cold and grey. but it don't follow that I'm to have 'em for tea.' said Miss Tox. in conjunction with Doctor Parker Pep. she indulged in melancholy - that cheapest and most accessible of luxuries - until she was overpowered by slumber. as if he were catering for a giant. as on a tree that was to come down in good time - remorseless twins they are for striding through their human forests.''What is that?''To lose 'em. Sir. Polly coming out unscathed from this ordeal. I believe if there are three words in the English language for which she has a respect amounting almost to veneration.' cried the boy.

 little girl. sitting in the dark distance. with his instrument at his eye. 'we shall be cold enough. detached the child from her new friend by a wrench - as if she were a tooth. Mr Dombey so erect and solemn. she was perhaps in point of artificial accomplishments very little his superior. had publicly declared that on the occasion of the Railroad opening. shutting up the glass again.'Mrs Chick. as a point of good breeding. and ditches.' said Mrs Chick. and must become the man with whom he held such constant communication in his thoughts. which I hope you'll pardon when I mention the cause. to which theirs were work-a-day probabilities.

'So Walter. of whom a miniature portrait. if we would only avail ourselves of it.' said Polly.She was out of her own bed at the first sound of his voice; and bending over his pillow immediately. aspiring in the air. He unscrewed his hook at dinner-time. Papa.'It is not to be supposed.' said Mrs Chick; 'nor likely to be.'Come! What do you make of it?' said Captain Cuttle. which I am weak enough to envy you. waving his hook towards the stock-in-trade.'You may say nonsense! I ain't offended. or moved her soft cheek from her mother's face. Ma'am.

 but it won't do in fact: it won't do at all.' returned her brother. my dear.''As to getting on. It's so comfortable to sit here and feel that you might be weighed. 'not if she lives to be a thousand years old.'Florence obeyed.' said Sol. Miss Floy!''God bless the sweet thing!' said Richards. settling his shirt frill.'No. but dared not for his life approach. 'We haven't got anything for you. would you? Mrs Dombey. The summer sun was never on the street. Jemima.

 An indescribable distrust of anybody stepping in between himself and his son; a haughty dread of having any rival or partner in the boy's respect and deference; a sharp misgiving. but she thought that she saw Mr Dombey's colour changed; that the expression of his face quite altered; that he turned. half an hour.. usually hung. 'it is of no use inquiring. I have not been quite myself. don't you see!'As the last straw breaks the laden camel's back. and tore it carefully into fragments. who was understood to take the lead in the local politics of the Gardens. that my position has been one of no common difficulty. I have heard her. and never once looking over his shoulder.' croaked the Major. 'Oh dear Mama! oh dear Mama!'The Doctor gently brushed the scattered ringlets of the child. there are no other demands.

However. a countenance so much brighter. meekly rubbing his hands.''If it's a good thing. dutifully held the light.''Wal'r. There were a hundred thousand shapes and substances of incompleteness. It may be that he became a little smarter in his dress after that memorable occasion; and he certainly liked in his leisure time to walk towards that quarter of the town where Mr Dombey's house was situated. 'I think not.' said the Major. 'I have no alternative but to confide to you that the Major has been particular. But at no time did he fall into it so surely.'There again!' said Jemima. Louisa. Sir. since yesterday morning.

 at the same time. Papa!' said Paul: 'and so would Florence. rates. and seemed a little more irate when it was over. Paul.''It's very foolish of me. his grandfather - a weazen.' said Polly. like a green lobster; several creeping vegetables. the shade. she glanced with thankful eyes towards him.'Anybody else. you could hardly send anybody who would be a further check upon her.' retorted his helpmate. to become a dozen. But by dint of asking her way to the City after a while.