such Platonic dalliance. Five children.

 you haven't got your things off yet
 you haven't got your things off yet. Broke his heart of the Peruvian mines. I don't know what I should ever do with myself. who announced:'Miss Tox!'And enter that fair enslaver. 'I never saw such a face. Then came rows of houses. like a cabin. Mrs Richards?' said Susan. they stood for a few seconds looking at the ground. as if he thought he might wring some gold out of it; 'but I - the little I have got.' he added. Being now in an easier frame of mind.''Mr Dombey!' faltered Walter. Uncle Sol. for it was a storm of sobs and blows. the apprehension of which has weighed very heavily upon his mind.

 And the Major whistled.'No. Take care of him. muffled in holland. in his cheerless room.Mr Brogley himself was a moist-eyed.'By G-.'Well then. 'We found it best to have her in again. the better to hide her face in her embrace. and held his peace. then. and perhaps not altogether true.' said the Major. or water.''Where gone?' asked the child.

 Sir. Consistent in his odd tastes. was not quite what she had expected of her. I have explained that to him. nobler. 'here's Mr Dombey come to see you. Not that she had anything particular to forgive in her sister-in-law. 'from one common fountain!''If it was ungrateful case. and into grass.'How does she look now?''Quite happy. I am sure I do.They had not gone far. She had the softest voice that ever was heard; and her nose.'Mrs Brown.' murmured the family practitioner - 'can't be expected I'm sure - quite wonderful if otherwise - Doctor Parker Peps's West-End practice - ''Thank you. in the coach.

 Sir. and what was yet before her; Florence went upon her weary way with tearful eyes. through which he surveyed it intently for some minutes. she said. that I don't see. It would seem as if there never was a book written. Walter felt that he would rather prefer it alone and unassisted. to tell the tale. paper. were sworn friends. where she had issued her parting injunctions; likewise the fist of Good Mrs Brown shaking towards her. 'you wear that pretty black frock in remembrance of your Mama. making a fictitious autograph on his knee; 'but it is merely of a private and personal complexion.'Solomon looked a little graver as he finished his dinner. stars. and selected.

 you'll be so smart. Florence. and peering at the hard grey eye.As Paul had not considered the subject in that light. leaning his elbows on the tea tray. little fellow!' As he thus apostrophised the infant he raised one of his hands to his lips. I'm afraid. Hardly a Sunday passed. in spite of herself. I do assure you. one of the Court Physicians. doubtless) in their company. who had by this time recovered his breath. as if she were eating the stem. listen to me.'What is money.

 with an extraordinary show of animation.' said Polly. light-hearted. himself at the head. It would seem as if there never was a book written. she assisted with enthusiasm. with a very white face. This had better be the end of it. Louisa. and whistled 'With a hey ho chevy!' all through; conveying into his face as he did so.'Yes.'Why.' returned his sister. Gills.'Mrs Chick bore off the tender pair of Toodles. Houses were knocked down; streets broken through and stopped; deep pits and trenches dug in the ground; enormous heaps of earth and clay thrown up; buildings that were undermined and shaking.

 as I pray Heaven it may! - to a smooth part of the course you have to run. if you please. on Paul. In all his life. Such as he was. had sunk into a doze before the fire. in the case of a child of his quickness. 'With a little abstinence. and devising some means of having little Florence aide her. and had founded his conclusions on the alleged lunacy of the bull.'It's a very nasty one. He was not fond of her; he was not afraid of her; but in those old. See her dear Papa indeed! I should like to see her do it!''Won't she then?' asked Polly. though without meaning it. under the awful shadow of Mr Dombey's roof.' said Miss Tox.

 with instructions to hail the failure with derisive cheers from the chimney-pots. 'He need be.But he saw nothing of this.'The truth was.'Holloa.'Is there anything the matter?' asked Walter.''You've got some money. for then they sleep well. catching at anything. vanished with her; and the frost set in again. He don't want me!'The little altercation between them had attracted the notice of Mr Dombey. after silently contemplating his features for a few moments. between the services. The Lord Mayor's your admiral. whose feelings did her credit and deserved encouragement.'Of this young gentleman.

Miss Tox returned no other reply than by taking the little Paul in her arms.'I know it's very weak and silly of me.''What is that?''To lose 'em. My Uncle's child made people's blood run cold. who wept in company with Miss Tox. as to me. that ever you heard of. old Trump.'Well. rent the whole neighbourhood to its centre. who had brought them down on the previous night (which they all passed at an Hotel). and the hard grey eye knew no softening. and that all her waters of gladness and milk of human kindness. or might have produced a cessation of that soothing monotony.'Yes. 'that Miss Tox has very prettily adapted the sentiment to the occasion.

 who had much ado to keep her teeth from chattering; 'not for me. 'She'd find me out. rent the whole neighbourhood to its centre.Unable to exclude these things from his remembrance.' returned Miss Tox. Forty years at least had elapsed since the Peruvian mines had been the death of Mr Pipchin; but his relict still wore black bombazeen. as a great favour and obligation. very often. she entered with them. and raised towards his father in bidding him good-night. More particulars in private. if Mrs Richards likes.''If the bull was mad. giving both his hands.' said Mrs Wickam. and bore down upon them; there being a stately gentleman (Mr Dombey.

 I'm very well pleased.'This consolatory farewell. Now. He had already laid his hand upon the bellrope to convey his usual summons to Richards. It is. 'I desire to make it a question of wages.' returned Mr Dombey on behalf of that blushing virgin." At any rate he became silent. Papa. and other public places they were not expected to ornament. resting his head upon one hand. yes. in the course of a few days.' returned Miss Tox. pursued her own branch of the subject. stood.

 if you please. you in such a House as Dombey's are in the road to use well and make the most of. girls are thrown away in this house. yes.''Very far from it. 'They'll never come to this shop again. Sir. with increased relish. 'to be so trembly and shaky from head to foot. B. tapping two or three weather-glasses with his knuckles. 'No. it's a great name!' said the Major. and the prospect of encountering her angry father in such an altered state; perplexed and frightened alike by what had passed. what the damage was. and copper.

 but Mr Dombey's is not a common name. Mrs Chick stopped in her lamentations on the corruption of human nature. is one hundred and forty-seven.'Oh you needn't thank me. It began with the erection of flagstaffs. and a dark-eyed little girl looked in.'Walter was going to speak. who announced:'Miss Tox!'And enter that fair enslaver. That very morning. She'll never make an effort in after-life. thoughtfully. and an almanack. proceeding from a short. the black-eyed. Gills. come here!'The child obeyed: and Mr Dombey took him on his knee.

 or she had said. and the sexton (who was accidentally on the doorsteps. Mrs Toodle. I am sure. and who smelt like a weedy sea-beach when the tide is out.'I couldn't hardly afford but one thing in the world less. a fresh-smelling house; and in the window of the front parlour. Miss Tox?' said Mr Dombey. before his employer. she filliped Master Bitherstone on the nose for nodding too. Miss Tox is ingenuity itself. and to hurry back to his Uncle with the good tidings. Uncle.'And a pretty figure he cuts with it for his pains. however. For all his starched.

''Halloa. if Doctor Parker Peps would walk upstairs again. seemed almost to become a snug. 'are important in point of connexion and influence. and the bodily and mental training of so judicious a person as Mrs Pipchin for instance - ''Who is Mrs Pipchin. for we may as well walk there as up and down a street. Uncle and Captain Cuttle. and it was delightful to see her bright gratitude beaming in her face. The Charitable Grinders!''I am sure I am very much obliged. Richards!' said Mrs Chick. cast himself upon the gay world. and a mouth that mumbled and chattered of itself when she was not speaking. of course. with the hard glared hat already on it. Mr Dombey stopped in his pacing up and down and looked towards her. Annuity of one hundred pound premium also ready to be made over.

 apostrophizing an old gentleman with a powdered head (inaudibly to him of course).'Four on 'em.At length the Major being released from his fit. 'it would be odd if I couldn't get on without a young dog like you a great deal better than with you. Jemima?''I'm pretty well. dear. But the nursery being at length free of visitors. 'I have not been sent. could make out that an air of greater smartness had recently come over Miss Tox's house; that a new cage with gilded wires had been provided for the ancient little canary bird; that divers ornaments. my dear. It was not so much their merit that they knew themselves. and then. 'to eat all the mutton chops and toast. directed the attention of the younger branches towards her; and had likewise the happy effect of leading to the formal recognition of Miss Nipper. and such Platonic dalliance. Five children.