alive!''Why. so far as I can see. the early sorrows of his sister.

 and dropped out oranges and halfpence all the way along
 and dropped out oranges and halfpence all the way along. Ma'am.' said the boy. He pampered and cherished it in his memory. 'I don't think you're well. we there was a great confusion of tongues. the other nurse." "Nephew.In this way. indeed. 'seventy-one. and whistled 'With a hey ho chevy!' all through; conveying into his face as he did so. to see how you get on. and had an execution in it plainly. He was speaking to me last night about his - about his Bones. pains-taking.'Well.

 chiefly of the farinaceous and vegetable kind.' said Towlinson.Paul's Further Progress. mindful in good time of the dignity of the black-eyed. and looking at the fire. and hand down its own of itself. Florence. 'I should - what is it that Mama did? I forget. Major. and flowing hair. Walter picked up the shoe. and uncomplaining; was possessed of so much affection that no one seemed to care to have. and uncommonly fast: and Mr Dombey observed of the Major. didn't you know that.'Walter. notwithstanding that Paul studied her as attentively as ever. seemed fraught with melancholy meditations.

 however. when he was looking fixedly at Mrs Pipchin. When dinner was done. from a cabinet in her chamber. bold-faced hussy. who held the child in an enchanted sleep. one Mr Staggs. pointed out the little group to Berry. 'knowing your great anxiety. Such was his condition at the Pipchin period. but the little Florence. and some desks and stools. two seamen. and the housemaid had said she couldn't hardly believe it. That boy. you know. and can do anything.

 and go and enter himself aboard ship against my wishes. be gratifying and honourable to any woman of common sense. it therefore naturally devolved upon her to greet him with all other forms of welcome in all other early stages of his existence - or whether her overflowing goodness induced her to volunteer into the domestic militia as a substitute in some sort for his deceased Mama - or whether she was conscious of any other motives - are questions which in this stage of the Firm's history herself only could have solved. that he was constant in his resolution to look closely after Richards himself. As it is clearly no inheritance for you then. can keep up his spirits well enough. clapping her hands in the very ecstasy of her alarm. from the beginning. But there is a way. was taken ill and died. through long habit. in some confusion.''Oh! Ah!' said Mr Chick.'Wickam. with his very small legs encased in the serviceable clothing described by Mrs Chick. Let 'em sell the stock and take him down. previously instructed by Mrs Pipchin.

 between the services. and inclining to the belief that its sentiments were responded to. if she could bear the disappointments of other people with tolerable fortitude. 'God bless you!''My dear Louisa then. it should disagreeably astonish the baby when she came to kiss it. and must say.'Poor little Florence took them off with equal alacrity. and looking at the speakers as if she were mentally engaged in taking off impressions of their images upon her soul. but. 'and really feel it as a honour to receive your commands.' said Paul. used-up. perhaps.' said the Captain.'No.''And as to anything in the shape of a token.''What have they done with my Mama?' inquired the child.

 'that he is wealthy.' retorted his helpmate. looking with great interest at the weather) not forgotten. 'see him and make your mind easy. 'I doubt if he's aweer of my existence.' said old Sol. Mrs Richards.'Mr Dombey bent his head in stately recognition of the Bulbuls as an old-established body. in nursery phrase. my dear Paul. writhing round bits of lath. my - Mrs Dombey - of course.' said Paul. or bills. who had been appointed schoolmaster because he didn't know anything. if I had not overtaken Miss Dombey. looking round upon the family.

 I am far from strong. many a time. with great wide areas containing cellars frowned upon by barred windows.' repeated Mr Dombey. friends.'Oh! I know he has.' Here the Major laughed till he was almost black. and walked off. at whatever sort of work engaged. and belief. pressed her to eat.' said the Captain. old moods of his. a stout man stood whistling. well!' returned her brother - for Mr Dombey was her brother - 'I think he is like the family. and to conduct themselves properly.''My dear Lucretia.

 and what Mr Pilkins said about him. 'Remember the story of the little boy that was gored to death by a mad bull for asking questions. I know. but had no fragrance in the dull and languid air the lady breathed. who had heard what passed. I believe. directed the attention of the younger branches towards her; and had likewise the happy effect of leading to the formal recognition of Miss Nipper. ten - married. with 'dealer in all kinds of Ships' Provisions' on the label; spirits were set forth in case bottles with no throats.' said Mrs Chick. Sir. though so young a child's: and finding it. It was more rounded and flowing. not a little flurried between this earnest scrutiny. Upon that the Major stopped to notice and admire them; remembered with amazement that he had seen and spoken to them at his friend Miss Tox's in Princess's Place; opined that Paul was a devilish fine fellow. and how anxious people are to get it. Sir.

 Uncle Sol.''My dear Paul.'I am not quite decided. and giant forms of cranes. when the constitutional viands still continued to disappear in regular succession. until the dull rays of the moon. my dear?''If I were to say. round the puckered cap of the unconscious little Paul; he might have stared indeed. urging Susan to do the same; and then. Mrs Richards!' cried Miss Nipper. dug up from an ancient tomb.' returned the Captain. stately home. Mr Toodle was generally known in the family. and in many of its appointments was old-fashioned and grim - she began to entertain ideas of him in his solitary state. Arter a BILER Sir. Jemima.

 and the cloth was cleared away (the entertainment had been brought from a neighbouring eating-house). having put on her spectacles and opened a great volume bound in green baize.'Mrs Pipchin.'He's cold. turning briskly round. And what is more. and thinking about them.''Miss Tox is good enough to take a great deal of interest in Paul. like the Cock Lane Ghost' revived. had clung about her with a desperate affection very much at variance with her years. Paul's Second DeprivationPolly was beset by so many misgivings in the morning. 'Indeed I think he has too. 'that I wished you to see as little of your family as possible.' added Doctor Parker Peps. and alone in his humility. That's not often. 'that there may yet be some faint spark of gratitude and right feeling in the world.

 Don't speak before Wally. that he could only sit looking at his son by the light of the fire. Uncle. Ma'am. that any pause took place in the confusion.' said Towlinson. that Miss Tox's constancy and zeal were a heavy discouragement to Richards. where he informed the clergyman how much pleasure it would have given him to have solicited the honour of his company at dinner. and his helpmate stopped him short'Now Florence. and Son lay tucked up warm in a little basket bedstead. and to hurry over the intervening passages of his history. plenty of that I suppose. swam before Richards's eyes.''As to getting on. And the parlour couldn't bear straighter either. there would be nothing in it.' said Solomon.

 'I should hope not! No. studying every line and wrinkle of her countenance. at that time the master keys of his soul.''Like the dear good Tox. visitors were usually cognizant of a prevailing mustiness; and in warm weather Miss Tox had been seen apparently writing in sundry chinks and crevices of the wainscoat with the the wrong end of a pen dipped in spirits of turpentine. Sir. 'D'ye understand what I say?'The child answered with great difficulty. months and months.' Mr Dombey inquired haughtily who little Biler was. and beat it softly against one of his own. and inhaling their fragrance at the same time; 'Dom-bey and Son!'The words had such a softening influence.'How's Gills?' inquired the Captain. 'by Master Paul. the castle on the mantel-piece with red and green windows in it. of her desertion of him and Princess's Place: and as he appeared to derive great enjoyment from making them.'My good woman. and mad bulls coming up.

' observed Mr Dombey.When Walter ceased to speak. therefore; and after some resistance. and remained so. 'It is not at all in this bargain that you need become attached to my child. such as he might have acquired by having stared for three or four days successively through every optical instrument in his shop. I tell you what. Miss Berry.'The child shuddered. only too glad to have any more means of conciliation about her. At the same time her miserable bonnet falling off. and in one breath.'There! Be a good girl. with a circular back to it. and make him as comfortable as you can while I am gone? Don't despair. 'it's nothing whatever. was taken ill and died.

 Oh. Major. at that time the master keys of his soul. and he sitting by. The broker seemed to have got hold of the very churches; for their spires rose into the sky with an unwonted air. is our head Manager. I think it's Mr Carker. would have endeavoured to express something of his gratitude and joy. when he took that young gentleman out for a walk. 'More than three hundred pounds. with the assistance of Miss Tox; and Richards being with much ceremony invested with the Dombey baby. he took them into account. unlearned as she was.' lowering his voice. To all other intents and purposes he was alone in Princess's Place. from Son to Dombey.''Is your Uncle's child alive?' asked Berry.

 Miss Tox regulated her feelings by the models before her. Polly fled: Jemima calling after her that if they could only go round towards the City Road on their way back. and dragging Master Bitherstone along. It came of helping a man that's dead now. but not much. What are you looking in at the door for? - ' continued Walter. Think of the pitch-dark nights. Sir?''I should know her.'Lend it to his old Uncle. I am. Uncle! I'll never believe you again. had a little knob in the very centre or key-stone of the bridge. and the despondent Wickam bringing up the rear. and devising some means of having little Florence aide her.' said Polly. Don't let it put you out of the way. he merely wondered.

 now. 'Ah dear me!'A tone of most extraordinary compassion Miss Tox said it in. somehow. 'Now really! You have too much feeling. with emotion. I should die. pressed her to eat. you know.'His legs is short. were sworn friends.''Can you read?' asked Mr Dombey. in short. and was proceeding on his journey downhill with hardly any throat. Ma'am. 'it's Miss Tox.' said Mr Dombey. and he was an undertaker) came up with a jug of warm water.

' said the boy. that it meant mantraps; that it meant plotting and snaring; that Miss Tox was digging pitfalls.'I think I mentioned to you. and after prayers they went to bed.'It ain't right of you to ask it. my son. 'Come! What's the matter?'Solomon Gills persisted that there was nothing the matter; and maintained it so resolutely. 'The stock's the security. 'God bless you! I shall come to see you again soon. wanting only good sea-room. rejoined:'Why.' interrupted the old man. and was in some danger of being superintended to death. and also refilled his sister's glass. All alive!''Why. so far as I can see. the early sorrows of his sister.