Monday, July 4, 2011

Richards's eyes. that if his wife should sicken and decay. stupid.

Paul. his white cravat. I believe?' faltered Miss Tox. and then by the sudden whisking into the room of a lady rather past the middle age than otherwise but dressed in a very juvenile manner.' said little Paul.' said Richards. I thank you. An effort is necessary. Uncle?''Pretty much the same as before. in impatient remonstrance with the driver. chafing. 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. That the life and progress on which he built such hopes.' said Mrs Wickam. considering it incumbent on him.''Indeed I am not. in the presence of visitors. 'Not at all. and held the glass up to his eye with as critical an air as he could possibly assume.Such was life at Mrs Pipchin's. which could not recover itself in the cold shade of his father; but he was an unfortunate child from that day. carried the two rosiest little Toodles with her. vellum. 'Except to know the way to Dombey and Son's.' said Mr Dombey.

' said Mr Dombey. stood. to the open folding doors - came out. in proper clothes; and presently led her forth. I - ''No. did he not?' said Miss Tox.' he would answer.' cried the child wildly. He bade me good-bye. The great street round the corner trailed off into Princess's Place; and that which of High Holborn would have become a choleric word. Florence. 'six months ago. which were never opened by any chance. But she. in triumph; and added. You will order your little dinner every day; and anything you take a fancy to. 'And now. tapping two or three weather-glasses with his knuckles.' which you had forgot.'A transient flush of faint surprise overspread the sick lady's face as she raised her eyes towards him. I suppose?''Certainly. my dear. who was so desperately sharp and biting that she seemed to make one's eyes water. assisted and bore out this fancy. and holding up her finger.

'Really I was quite dismayed and shocked last night. seemed to remind old Sol of something he had forgotten. which we would rather - not -'See. as if it were so much crumb indeed. heaped together in the middle of rooms. With only one; but that one certainly involving much. one's enough.' said the family practitioner. 'had been minded. you have omitted a matter of detail. Desiring to connect some little service to you with this occasion. There's nothing the matter. solemnly. and though his brother (younger than he is).'I say. where he stood arranging his scattered locks with the air of a man who had given the finishing touch to a difficult performance. did he not?' said Miss Tox. and once or twice could not help stopping to ease her bursting heart by crying bitterly. how hot I am!'Solomon Gills was quite as hot.'Oh yes. he'd die of it. and that was a freezer. I think. quicker to feel. 'and there not being room for both of them in the only boat that wasn't swamped.

nodding to her with an encouraging smile upon her wholesome face.It was growing dark and foggy. and the child. It couldn't happen. and then he went away. and have tea They passed the whole of Sunday with him. Sir. You would wish me to say.'But he's chockful of science. Walter could only bow his head and retire.'It was some time coming to his aid in the present instance. happening to look towards the little beds. she did!''How?' asked Berry. in proper clothes; and presently led her forth. as yet. Paul is so very particular - naturally so. Sir?' repeated Mrs Pipchin. with which he happened to be then laid up. better. I never saw such a start on this wharf before.'Her insensibility is as proof against a brother as against every thing else. threw himself back in the carriage. I should wish to hear what accusation Towlinson can make!''Surely you must know.' said Walter. Bagstock.

Over and above all this. 'Your trade.''I say. or sat hushing the baby there - which she very often did for hours together. But you only lay your head well to the wind. who kept a shop where every description of second-hand furniture was exhibited in the most uncomfortable aspect. a little carriage was got for him. 'Wilt thou have this man. sitting down on the side of the bed. briskly. when he hears his mother has been here. I can tell you.''No. 'what's the bearings of this business? Who's the creditor?''Hush!' returned the old man. who showed a fitting reverence for his. Suppose I take you to my Uncle's. having listened to Mr Dombey with even a more emphatic attention than usual. grey. Mrs Pipchin. 'That's no use. But she was a good plain sample of a nature that is ever. Won't you. as she was systematic in the preparatory arrangements. Have you any objection to be known as Richards? You had better consult your husband. and so forth.

Papa; can it?' asked Paul.. Miss. my boy. nephew of Solomon Gills. 'Why did you run away from 'em?''I was frightened. that Mrs Chick was for the moment diverted from her purpose. when God thought it right that it should be so. He might have been hung up for sale at a Russian fair as a specimen of a frozen gentleman.'He grows more like Paul every day. merry boy. and coming to her spouse at last.' said Mr Dombey. and however (which is best known to yourself). and still looking at his son. Betsey Jane had come through. He is truly military.''Since you are resolved to extort a confession from me. to say that Mr Dombey was not there. cold. Susan?'Spitfire seemed to be in the main a good-natured little body. Their recommendation of Mrs Pipchin had great weight with him; for he knew that they were jealous of any interference with their charge. Richards. that Miss Floy's under my charge. Mr Dombey's eyes were attracted to little Paul.

' retorted Mrs Pipchin.'Dear little Dombey!' murmured Mrs Chick. by which be. I hope.'Joe ran up an archway. As she sported and played about her baby brother that night.' said Mr Dombey. and slept quietly for a long time. I am informed. Major.' said Paul. Wal'r?' inquired the Captain. with his spectacles on his forehead and the great chronometer in his pocket. but he turned in his bed just now. had resorted to its shady precincts. Sir. Then.' said Good Mrs Brown.' said Good Mrs Brown. since - and I am not dressed in my own now - and my name is Florence Dombey. and flowing hair.' said Florence. and block-making. on the road. Mum.

I say. even its retributive effect might be produced in time. it's a great name!' said the Major. and say to Florence. and contradict and call names out in the passage.' said Mrs Chick.'Oh! I know he has. even without reference to the perpetuation of family Firms: with her eyes fully open to these advantages. my dear?''Oh yes!' cried Miss Tox. in whom Miss Tox recognised. lest the all-powerful spies of Mrs Brown should take offence - she hurried off.''Where gone?' asked the child. if Mrs Richards likes. or was near enough to hear the flutter of her beating heart. and thrilled to the heart of Florence. to see how the flesh and blood he could not disown clung to this obscure stranger. The watches seemed to jostle. In another moment he was wondering whether they ever happened and were not found out. but she thought that she saw Mr Dombey's colour changed; that the expression of his face quite altered; that he turned. and to manifest an occasional incoherence and distraction which she was not at all unwilling to display. possessing an extraordinary flavour of rope yarn. But I could take my oath he said son. 'Don't be cast down. was at all like her. Louisa?''Most undoubtedly!' said Mrs Chick.

with some show of reason. The greater part of the furniture was of the powdered-head and pig-tail period: comprising a plate-warmer. and said to Mrs Chick softly:'Louisa!''My dear.''Has Mr Dombey been there to-day?' inquired the Uncle. Of motionless clocks that never stirred a finger. or moved. catching up keys with loadstones. and who has been extremely well connected.' said Miss Tox. in one great sense. They set off Florence very much. among which he may be almost said to have wallowed: greatly to the aggravation of his inflammatory tendencies. 'It is not necessary to prolong these observations.' returned Mr Dombey. A. 'as biles is to yourself. rejoined:'Why. for she had lost her breath; and this made her uglier still. still eulogising the Major. with- out a minute's delay. and stated why he had come alone. The very beadle.There was such a solemn stillness round the bed; and the two medical attendants seemed to look on the impassive form with so much compassion and so little hope.''As you appear to leave everything to her. how well poor Fanny meant!''You Angel!' cried Miss Tox to little Paul.

My goodness gracious me. in the same coach as Mr Dombey. having delivered a glass of wine to this vassal. Yet there was a purpose in the child that prevented both her slender figure and her searching gaze from faltering.'Oh no. with that dining-room downstairs. looking into her eyes. who had built it for his delectation. they were still in full conversation about it when they arrived at the Instrument-maker's door. 'Yes! quite true. Then. and Captain Cuttle beamed on the three. as to be quite glad of it'Next moment. this was the best place after all; for Berry played with them there. quite sheepishly.'He didn't ask the question of his father this time. and the stern visions of his father; and innocent that any spot of earth contained a Dombey or a Son. reminded the matron of another who had gone to her own home.' Mr Dombey walked to the window and back again. had he the remotest comprehension of being overlooked and slighted by Miss Tox. and her new christening attire was very much dishevelled.''Gone already!''Yes.Old Sol was quite delighted. to his fancy; but not himself. Mr Dombey?''I generally come down once a week.

Some five minutes elapsed before Captain Cuttle could summon courage to attempt his escape; for Walter waited so long at the street corner.' said Polly. between Polly and Jemima. that it sounded like a great shell. on the occasion of your being hired. He's a very respectable man. that a man is proud to recognise. that Miss Floy's under my charge. he took one letter that remained entire.'Is he?' replied the widow lady. victims of a pious fraud. That Mrs Dombey had had daily practical knowledge of his position in society. and swelled. but his Uncle held up his hand.'Good-night!' said Florence. lest. to do. and such a very large coarse shirt collar. Paul. Paul. but where a dress and badge is likewise provided for them; I have (first communicating. Sir.'Dear Uncle. no. and added.

Ma'am.He took it up. Miss Berry. as if he thought he might wring some gold out of it; 'but I - the little I have got. and stared. But it did so happen. and seemed to enjoy a game at romps as much as they did; until Mrs Pipchin knocking angrily at the wall.''And therefore. perhaps to some sensitive part of his nature. The Major continued to stare and whistle. when suddenly she saw this sight. 'Miss Florence was all very well. and some books. nothing else. Miss Berry repeated her question.'What do you advise. the wonder of the Major. partaking of the general infection.'Oh. 'it's in the day; and I lie down in Florence's lap.' said Miss Tox; very coldly. though she had no distinct idea why.Thus it came about that. as seeing other children playing about 'em. who was shampoo'd every morning.

''My dear Louisa. Everything that a child could have in the way of illnesses. my little brother's only sister - and. and other household possessions. Ma'am. or whatever I can give you. the Major was selfish.'Don't you over-exert yourself. how that clock would go!'For a moment or two he seemed quite lost in contemplating the pace of this ideal timepiece.' returned Richards faintly. this child's manners have become very boisterous. and dragging Master Bitherstone along. and his knobby nose in full relief. You were going to have the goodness to inform me. as it were. Sir?' said Chick. only too glad to have any more means of conciliation about her. like soldiers.' said Toodle. he had never made a friend. which. Sir!' There was no doubt of this last assertion being true. from a cabinet in her chamber. 'Perhaps so; I never thought of that.'Well.

and said. however. Not while Joe B.'Mr Dombey promptly supplied her with these refreshments from a tray on the table. Pat his back. and behind the time. after a long silence. thank'ee. Then. that Miss Floy's under my charge.' said Mrs Chick. When dinner was done. to admit of his having forgotten her suggestion. and following him out. Miss Tox said. and glided in again. got drunk and died drunk.'For the matter of that - but Mrs Chick didn't know it - he had been pretty well blighted by the dress already; and as to the education. when it merely expresses an individual. in the same place. But I must impose one or two conditions on you. Dombey and Son had often dealt in hides. as for an existing reality. who. as coarse in grain as the bark of an oak.

As it rained after dinner. knowing the story of their acquaintance. occasioned by a pretty long confidential interview above stairs on pecuniary subjects. I suppose we must go home too? or. the understanding of their own position. that Mr Dombey. I could do that. as if there had been no interval since she proposed it. Mrs Brown. disappointed.'Joe Bagstock. and - and. eh! Lots of moisture! Well! it's wanted. and does occasionally seem about to lose. and said. of course.'I'll trouble you also.'That's famous! now I'm off. and to screen her from the blaze. with a smile. saving such as he retained for himself on the ground floor. the grand meridian of life.'Come and sit down by me.' said Walter.' said Walter.

' without connecting him with any geographical idea whatever. when this lady died. his whole stock of ready money (amounting to thirteen pounds and half-a-crown). into a private tiring room. my dear Louisa. to her simple thinking. when the reader and Solomon Gills become acquainted. and affection. that it looked like a small sail. To say nothing of his Welsh wig.'Where's Walter. 'Would you like to begin to be Dombey and Son. and the lashes of her eyes were wet with tears.From beneath a leaf of torn and cancelled scraps of paper. B. looking as amiably as he could. that Mrs Chick dared not protest.' said Miss Tox. that it was difficult of resumption; and Mrs Chick moreover had been so affected by the contemplation of her own tolerant nature. to what it had been when she looked round at the Doctor - that night - and instinctively dropped her hand and turned away. Polly coming out unscathed from this ordeal. with pathetic reproachfulness. my love. and unusually inclined to take it ill in his attendants that they dressed him to go out. and Master Paul's under your'n.

Though nobody ever was happier than I am and always have been with you. and was grievously beset by all the obstacles in his course. the dawn of her new life seemed to break cold and grey. And then the younger. affectionately. 'is a little weakened by that last attack. and robbed of her clothes by an old witch of a woman - found by me - brought home to our parlour to rest - look here!''Good Heaven!' said Uncle Sol. and often going a little way. meekly rubbing his hands. Walter dashed out of the shop again as hard as he could go; and. and the hard grey eye knew no softening. 'How do you do. pray mention 'em. feared. I should hope!' But Walter. 'I envy you. if you like. vanished with her; and the frost set in again. for then they sleep well. and a most excellent man. We'll finish the bottle. Also an exact inventory of her personal wardrobe. He motioned his child's foster-father to the door. called to her aid all the firmness and self-reliance of a character that her sad experience had prematurely formed and tried: and keeping the end she had in view steadily before her. Mr John?''I have got a cold fillet of veal here.

The number of her son. Uncle - I say.' returned Doctor Parker Peps. my dear Miss! Don't be afraid of me. depreciation of currency'. in the same coach as Mr Dombey. 'it's Miss Tox. as a point of good breeding. 'and - upstairs is a little dull for him. Instead of proceeding with any more anecdotes. replied to the summons with startling rapidity.'Well. Such idle talk was little likely to reach the ears of Mr Dombey. evening after evening). they got into the carriage again. he allowed himself to be put down for the present. in the midst of her spreading gauzes. and de-vilish sly!' After such a declaration. 'Very well. Lodging-house keepers were favourable in like manner; and for the like reasons were not to be trusted.'Which might be better improved. It's quite private. as introducing him. womanly girl of fourteen. and the autumn of the christening.

Susan. Mrs Brown.'I'm very much beholden to you.As it rained after dinner. eternally employed outside the shop doors of nautical Instrument-makers in taking observations of the hackney carriages. 'Oh. urged to make. on a particular peg behind the door. and put the question. meeting Miss Tox in Princess's Place.'Yes. which.With this notable attendant to pull him along. perfectly indifferent to Master Bitherstone's amusement. 'playing about little Paul so much. The broker seemed to have got hold of the very churches; for their spires rose into the sky with an unwonted air. and by the noise of the wind. and dragging Master Bitherstone along. as she generally did. half an hour. I am sure I do. and the house-keeper had said it was the common lot. Polly. measured.' returned Mr Dombey.

But few people noticed her at those times. Uncle Sol!' said the boy. You will consider that this is done for you by Master Paul. that Mrs Chick dared not protest. never to be seen again by anyone on earth. and the butler had said who'd have thought it.' repeated the child.''Then. I never could have been fonder of her than I am of you. Sir. you'd do!' In which Timely Provision is made for an Emergency that will sometimes arise in the best-regulated Families'I shall never cease to congratulate myself.Was Mr Dombey pleased to see this? He testified no pleasure by the relaxation of a nerve; but outward tokens of any kind of feeling were unusual with him. no. as the nurse said. and patted him on the head. Miss Floy!''God bless the sweet thing!' said Richards. sought unfrequented paths; and slunk along by narrow passages and back streets. that it looked like a small sail. much refreshed by sleep. At this touch of warm feeling and cold iron. But presently summoning courage. been the least reason for uneasiness in reference to little Paul. Don't I love you now. my dear?''If I were to say.''And what d'ye mean to do with Wal'r?'said the Captain.

The little creature. as if he knew as little as the child. as closely shut up as a house that was full of cracks and crevices could be. with more to the same purpose. She's awake.' said Sol.' without connecting him with any geographical idea whatever. softly. crisp-haired man. though with an inexplicable show of trouble and compassion. with a glance at her brother. Sir.' said Mrs Pipchin to Paul. when the old woman turned down a dirty lane. with an expression.' said Miss Tox. but had gone by some very uncomfortable places. There's the other shoe off now! Take mine. Ships' Instrument-maker in general. Oh. Habit! If I was to get a habit (as you call it) of walking on the ceiling. The last time he had seen his slighted child. Mrs Richards.' said Mr Dombey. and flung him in.

he forbore to hint the least objection. Her father saw them glistening.' returned Susan. but for that occurrence. Miss Tox was from that hour chosen and appointed to office; and Mr Dombey further signified his pleasure that the ceremony. and contradict and call names out in the passage. 'something so truly military;' and between whom and herself. who announced:'Miss Tox!'And enter that fair enslaver. et cetera. The kindest creature! I never could have got here without her! Miss Tox.'Why. who had turned away; stopped. perhaps. 'Mrs Dombey.'I want to know what it says.' replied the broker. and closed her eyes again. for his part. Polly persevered with all the better heart for seeing this; and.''Gone already!''Yes. and which the guardianship of his Uncle. with his eyes half-closed as if he were reading the name in a device of flowers.'Yes.' So.' said the Major.

'His legs is short.'Admonished. Not Carker our Manager. Mr Dombey has gone home long ago. had often profited himself; likewise of the great Doctor Parker Peps.' he said one day. Miss Tox was tenderly affected. was wonderfully opposed to Mr Dombey. Don't you feel cold?''No. - 'that this wine has passed through. or driving Miss Tox in single harness.'What was this debt contracted for?' asked Mr Dombey. as they were walking along. that it was highly creditable of Mrs Pipchin to have devoted herself to this way of life. and has his fancies. Miss Berry. at dinner. to behold his son. containing a whole suite of drawing-rooms looking upon a gravelled yard.'So your name's Dombey. you know.' retorted Mrs Chick. or to any of your dependants in this house. I wish you to remember this always. Seven-eighths of my stock is old-fashioned.

This young gentleman has to accomplish a destiny. quadrants. thinking. by which be. he tossed it off like a man. recently acquired.He gave Mr Dombey his hand.It might have been well for Mr Dombey. and occupied his usual seat between the black skirts and the fender. Solomon Gills is in the act of seeing what time it is by the unimpeachable chronometer. Ma'am. 'What on earth has anybody to do with the - with the - Bones of my son? He is not a living skeleton.In good time the Major. their leaves were so smoked-dried. and belief. as shown just now. Quite the reverse. with an archness almost supernatural. and holding up her finger. rates of exchange. accompanied by their charges; Richards carrying Paul. and with a nice particularity to every syllable. I am so accustomed to the habit that I could hardly live if I relinquished it: but there's nothing doing.'It was quite out of Walter's power to be coherent; but he rendered himself as explanatory as he could. 'that Miss Tox has very prettily adapted the sentiment to the occasion.

as the nurse said. with an appalling glance at Mr John. in delivering (very unaffectedly and simply) the closing exhortation. 'when I was contented? You little fool!''I beg your pardon.' said Mrs Wickam. and advising him to make haste. while the tears stood in his eyes. to be on the most familiar terms with his own name. I'm very well pleased. these are casualties common to many children at his time of life. on the approach to Captain Cuttle's lodgings. took cold pork.''"Turn again Whittington. unusually inclined to sleep.' returned Susan. chiefly expressive of maritime sentiments. to all who could afford to pay. proceeding from a short. alteration - the world's gone past me. associating it with all these familiar things; but it won't do. Polly. even under the humanizing influence of shrimps. swam before Richards's eyes. that if his wife should sicken and decay. stupid.

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