norreddened
as
he
did
so
,
but
looked
up
at
him
with
confidence
and
truth
.
In
that
one
moment
,
every
shadow
of
doubt
or
agitation
passed
away
from
Walter
's
soul
.
It
seemed
to
him
that
he
responded
to
her
innocent
appeal
,
beside
the
dead
child
's
bed
:
and
,
in
the
solemn
presence
he
had
seen
there
,
pledged
himself
to
cherish
and
protect
her
very
image
,
in
his
banishment
,
with
brotherly
regard
;
to
garner
up
her
simple
faith
,
inviolate
;
and
hold
himself
degraded
if
he
breathed
upon
it
any
thought
that
was
not
in
her
own
breast
when
she
gave
it
to
him
.
Susan
Nipper
,
who
had
bitten
both
her
bonnet
strings
at
once
,
and
imparted
a
great
deal
of
private
emotion
to
the
skylight
,
during
this
transaction
,
now
changed
the
subject
by
inquiring
who
took
milk
and
who
took
sugar
;
and
being
enlightened
on
these
points
,
poured
out
the
tea
.
They
all
four
gathered
socially
about
the
little
table
,
and
took
tea
under
that
young
lady
's
active
superintendence
;
and
the
presence
of
Florence
in
the
back
parlour
,
brightened
the
Tartar
frigate
on
the
wall
.
Half
an
hour
ago
Walter
,
for
his
life
,
would
have
hardly
called
her
by
her
name
.
But
he
could
do
so
now
when
she
entreated
him
.
He
could
think
of
her
being
there
,
without
a
lurking
misgiving
that
it
would
have
been
better
if
she
had
not
come
.
He
could
calmly
think
how
beautiful
she
was
,
how
full
of
promise
,
what
a
home
some
happy
man
would
find
in
such
a
heart
one
day
.
He
could
reflect
upon
his
own
place
in
that
heart
,
with
pride
;
and
with
a
brave
determination
,
if
not
to
deserve
it
—
he
still
thought
that
far
above
him
—
never
to
deserve
it
less
.
Some
fairy
influence
must
surely
have
hovered
round
the
hands
of
Susan
Nipper
when
she
made
the
tea
,
engendering
the
tranquil
air
that
reigned
in
the
back
parlour
during
its
discussion
.
Some
counter-influence
must
surely
have
hovered
round
the
hands
of
Uncle
Sol
's
chronometer
,
and
moved
them
faster
than
the
Tartar
frigate
ever
went
before
the
wind
.
Be
this
as
it
may
,
the
visitors
had
a
coach
in
waiting
at
a
quiet
corner
not
far
off
;
and
the
chronometer
,
on
being
incidentally
referred
to
,
gave
such
a
positive
opinion
that
it
had
been
waiting
a
long
time
,
that
it
was
impossible
to
doubt
the
fact
,
especially
when
stated
on
such
unimpeachable
authority
.
If
Uncle
Sol
had
been
going
to
be
hanged
by
his
own
time
,
he
never
would
have
allowed
that
the
chronometer
was
too
fast
,
by
the
least
fraction
of
a
second
.
Florence
at
parting
recapitulated
to
the
old
man
all
that
she
had
said
before
,
and
bound
him
to
their
compact
.
Uncle
Sol
attended
her
lovingly
to
the
legs
of
the
Wooden
Midshipman
,
and
there
resigned
her
to
Walter
,
who
was
ready
to
escort
her
and
Susan
Nipper
to
the
coach
.
`
Walter
,
´
said
Florence
by
the
way
,
`
I
have
been
afraid
to
ask
before
your
uncle
.
Do
you
think
you
will
be
absent
very
long
?
´
`
Indeed
,
´
said
Walter
,
`
I
do
n't
know
.
I
fear
so
.
Mr.
Dombey
signified
as
much
,
I
thought
,
when
he
appointed
me
.
´
`
Is
it
a
favour
,
Walter
?
´
inquired
Florence
,
after
a
moment
's
hesitation
,
and
looking
anxiously
in
his
face
.
`
The
appointment
?
´
returned
Walter
.
`
Yes
.
´
Walter
would
have
given
anything
to
have
answered
in
the
affirmative
,
but
his
face
answered
before
his
lips
could
,
and
Florence
was
too
attentive
to
it
not
to
understand
its
reply
.
`
I
am
afraid
you
have
scarcely
been
a
favourite
with
papa
,
´
she
said
,
timidly
.
`
There
is
no
reason
,
´
replied
Walter
,
smiling
,
`
Why
I
should
be
.
´
`
No
reason
,
Walter
!
´
`
There
was
no
reason
,
´
said
Walter
,
understanding
what
she
meant
.
`
There
are
many
people
employed
in
the
house
.
Between
Mr.
Dombey
and
a
young
man
like
me
,
there
's
a
wide
space
of
separation
.
If
I
do
my
duty
,
I
do
what
I
ought
,
and
do
no
more
than
all
the
rest
.
´
Had
Florence
any
misgiving
of
which
she
was
hardly
conscious
:
any
misgiving
that
had
sprung
into
an
indistinct
and
undefined
existence
since
that
recent
night
when
she
had
gone
down
to
her
father
's
room
:
that
Walter
's
accidental
interest
in
her
,
and
early
knowledge
of
her
,
might
have
involved
him
in
that
powerful
displeasure
and
dislike
?
Had
Walter
any
such
idea
,
or
any
sudden
thought
that
it
was
in
her
mind
at
that
moment
?
Neither
of
them
hinted
at
it
.
Neither
of
them
spoke
at
all
,
for
some
short
time
.
Susan
,
walking
on
the
other
side
of
Walter
,
eyed
them
both
sharply
;
and
certainly
Miss
Nipper
's
thoughts
travelled
in
that
direction
,
and
very
confidently
too
.
`
You
may
come
back
very
soon
,
´
said
Florence
,
`
perhaps
,
Walter
.
´
`
I
may
come
back
,
´
said
Walter
,
`
an
old
man
,
and
find
you
an
old
lady
.
But
I
hope
for
better
things
.
´
`
Papa
,
´
said
Florence
,
after
a
moment
,
`
will
—
will
recover
from
his
grief
,
and
—
speak
more
freely
to
me
one
day
,
perhaps
;
and
if
he
should
,
I
will
tell
how
much
I
wish
to
see
you
back
again
,
and
ask
him
to
recall
you
for
my
sake
.
´
There
was
a
touching
modulation
in
these
words
about
her
father
,
that
Walter
understood
too
well
.
The
coach
being
close
at
hand
,
he
would
have
left
her
without
speaking
,
for
now
he
felt
what
parting
;
but
Florence
held
his
hand
when
she
was
seated
,
and
then
he
found
there
was
a
little
packet
in
her
own
.
`
Walter
,
´
she
said
,
looking
full
upon
him
with
her
affectionate
eyes
,
`
like
you
,
I
hope
for
better
things
.
I
will
pray
for
them
,
and
believe
that
they
will
arrive
.
I
made
this
little
gift
for
Paul
.
Pray
take
it
with
my
love
,
and
do
not
look
at
it
until
you
are
gone
away
.
And
now
,
God
bless
you
,
Walter
!
never
forget
me
.
You
are
my
brother
,
dear
!
´
He
was
glad
that
Susan
Nipper
came
between
them
,
or
he
might
have
left
her
with
a
sorrowful
remembrance
of
him
.
He
was
glad
too
that
she
did
not
look
out
of
the
coach
again
,
but
waved
the
little
hand
to
him
instead
,
as
long
as
he
could
see
it
.
In
spite
of
her
request
,
he
could
not
help
opening
the
packet
that
night
when
he
went
to
bed
.
It
was
a
little
purse
:
and
there
was
money
in
it
.
Bright
rose
the
sun
next
morning
,
from
his
absence
in
strange
countries
,
and
up
rose
Walter
with
it
to
receive
the
Captain
,
who
was
already
at
the
door
:
having
turned
out
earlier
than
was
necessary
,
in
order
to
get
under
weigh
while
Mrs.
MacStinger
was
yet
slumbering
.
The
Captain
pretended
to
be
in
tip-top
spirits
,
and
brought
a
very
smoky
tongue
in
one
of
the
pockets
of
the
broad
blue
coat
for
breakfast
.
`
And
,
Wal'r
,
´
said
the
Captain
,
When
they
took
their
seats
at
table
,
`
if
your
uncle
's
the
man
I
think
him
,
he
'll
bring
out
the
last
bottle
of
the
Madeira
on
the
present
occasion
.
´
`
No
,
no
,
Ned
,
´
returned
the
old
man
.
`
No
!
That
shall
be
opened
when
Walter
comes
home
again
.
´
`
Well
said
!
´
cried
the
Captain
.
`
Hear
him
!
´
`
There
it
lies
,
´
said
Sol
Gills
,
`
down
in
the
little
cellar
,
covered
with
dirt
and
cobwebs
.
There
may
be
dirt
and
cobwebs
over
you
and
me
perhaps
,
Ned
,
before
it
sees
the
light
.
´
`
Hear
him
!
´
cried
the
Captain
.
`
Good
morality
!
Wal'r
my
lad
.
Train
up
a
fig-tree
in
the
way
it
should
go
,
and
when
you
are
old
sit
under
the
shade
on
it
.
Overhaul
the
—
Well
,
´
said
the
Captain
on
second
thoughts
,
`
I
a
n't
quite
certain
where
that
's
to
be
found
,
but
when
found
,
make
a
note
of
.
Sol
Gills
,
heave
ahead
again
!
´
`
But
there
,
or
somewhere
,
it
shall
lie
,
Ned
,
until
Wally
comes
back
to
claim
it
,
'
said
the
old
man
.
`
That
's
all
I
meant
to
say
.
´
`
And
well
said
too
,
´
returned
the
Captain
;
`
and
if
we
three
do
n't
crack
that
bottle
in
company
,
I
'll
give
you
two
leave
to
drink
my
allowance
!
´
Notwithstanding
the
Captain
's
excessive
joviality
,
he
made
but
a
poor
hand
at
the
smoky
tongue
,
though
he
tried
very
hard
,
when
anybody
looked
at
him
,
to
appear
as
if
he
were
eating
with
a
vast
appetite
.
He
was
terribly
afraid
,
likewise
,
of
being
left
alone
with
either
uncle
or
nephew
;
appearing
to
consider
that
his
only
chance
of
safety
as
to
keeping
up
appearances
,
was
in
there
being
always
three
together
.
This
terror
on
the
part
of
the
Captain
,
reduced
him
to
such
ingenious
evasions
as
running
to
the
door
,
when
Solomon
went
to
put
his
coat
on
,
under
pretence
of
having
seen
an
extraordinary
hackney-coach
pass
:
and
darting
out
into
the
road
when
Walter
went
up
stairs
to
take
leave
of
the
lodgers
,
on
a
feint
of
smelling
fire
in
a
neighbouring
chimney
.
These
artifices
Captain
Cuttle
deemed
inscrutable
by
any
uninspired
observer
.
Walter
was
coming
down
from
his
parting
expedition
up
stairs
,
and
was
crossing
the
shop
to
go
back
to
the
little
parlour
,
when
he
saw
a
faded
face
he
knew
,
looking
in
at
the
door
,
and
darted
towards
it
.
`
Mr.
Carker
!
´
cried
Walter
,
pressing
the
hand
of
John
Carker
the
Junior
.
`
Pray
come
in
!
This
is
kind
of
you
,
to
be
here
so
early
to
say
good-bye
to
me
.
You
knew
how
glad
it
would
make
me
to
shake
hands
with
you
,
once
,
before
going
away
.
I
cannot
say
how
glad
I
am
to
have
this
opportunity
.
Pray
come
in
.
´
`
It
is
not
likely
that
we
may
ever
meet
again
,
Walter
,
´
returned
the
other
,
gently
resisting
his
invitation
,
`
and
I
am
glad
of
this
opportunity
too
.
I
may
venture
to
speak
to
you
,
and
to
take
you
by
the
hand
,
on
the
eve
of
separation
.
I
shall
not
have
to
resist
your
frank
approaches
,
Walter
any
more
.
´
There
was
a
melancholy
in
his
smile
as
he
said
it
,
that
showed
he
had
found
some
company
and
friendship
for
his
thoughts
even
in
that
.
`
Ah
,
Mr.
Carker
!
´
returned
Walter
,
`
Why
did
your
resist
them
?
You
could
have
done
me
nothing
but
good
,
I
am
very
sure
.
´
He
shook
his
head
.
`
If
there
were
any
good
,
´
he
said
,
`
I
could
do
on
this
earth
,
I
would
do
it
,
Walter
,
for
you
.
The
sight
of
you
from
day
to
day
,
has
been
at
once
happiness
and
remorse
to
me
.
But
the
pleasure
has
outweighed
the
pain
.
I
know
that
,
now
,
by
knowing
what
I
lose
.
´
`
Come
in
,
Mr.
Carker
,
and
make
acquaintance
with
my
good
old
uncle
,
´
urged
Walter
.
`
I
have
often
talked
to
him
about
you
,
and
he
will
be
glad
to
tell
you
all
he
hears
from
me
.
I
have
not
,
´
said
Walter
,
noticing
his
hesitation
,
and
speaking
with
embarrassment
himself
:
`
I
have
not
told
him
anything
about
our
last
conversation
,
Mr.
Carker
;
not
even
him
,
believe
me
.
´
The
grey
Junior
pressed
his
hand
,
and
tears
rose
in
his
eyes
.
`
If
I
ever
make
acquaintance
with
him
,
Walter
,
´
he
returned
,
`
it
will
be
that
I
may
hear
tidings
of
you
.
Rely
on
my
not
wronging
your
forbearance
and
consideration
.
It
would
be
to
wrong
it
,
not
to
tell
him
all
the
truth
,
before
I
sought
a
word
of
confidence
from
him
.
But
I
have
no
friend
or
acquaintance
except
you
:
and
even
for
your
sake
,
am
little
likely
to
make
any
.
´
`
I
wish
,
´
said
Walter
,
`
you
had
suffered
me
to
be
your
friend
indeed
.
I
always
wished
it
,
Mr.
Carker
,
as
you
know
;
but
never
half
so
much
as
now
,
when
we
are
going
to
part
.
´
`
It
is
enough
,
´
replied
the
other
,
`
that
you
have
been
the
friend
of
my
own
breast
,
and
that
when
I
have
avoided
you
most
,
my
heart
inclined
the
most
towards
you
,
and
was
fullest
of
you
.
Walter
,
good-bye
!
´
`
Good-bye
,
Mr.
Carker
.
Heaven
be
with
you
,
Sir
!
´
cried
Walter
,
with
emotion
.
`
If
,
´
said
the
other
,
retaining
his
hand
while
he
spoke
;
`
if
when
you
come
back
,
you
miss
me
from
my
old
corner
,
and
should
hear
from
any
one
where
I
am
lying
,
come
and
look
upon
my
grave
.
Think
that
I
might
have
been
as
honest
and
as
happy
as
you
!
And
let
me
think
,
when
I
know
my
time
is
coming
on
,
that
some
one
like
my
former
self
may
stand
there
,
for
a
moment
,
and
remember
me
with
pity
and
forgiveness
!
Walter
,
good-bye
!
´
His
figure
crept
like
a
shadow
down
the
bright
,
sun-lighted
street
,
so
cheerful
yet
so
solemn
in
the
early
summer
morning
;
and
slowly
passed
away
.
The
relentless
chronometer
at
last
announced
that
Walter
must
turn
his
back
upon
the
Wooden
Midshipman
:
and
away
they
went
,
himself
,
his
uncle
,
and
the
Captain
,
in
a
hackney-coach
to
a
wharf
,
where
they
were
to
take
steam-boat
for
some
Reach
down
the
river
,
the
name
of
which
,
as
the
Captain
gave
it
out
,
was
a
hopeless
mystery
to
the
ears
of
landsmen
.
Arrived
at
this
Reach
(
whither
the
ship
had
repaired
by
last
night
's
tide
)
,
they
were
boarded
by
various
excited
watermen
,
and
among
others
by
a
dirty
Cyclops
of
the
Captain
's
acquaintance
,
who
,
with
his
one
eye
,
had
made
the
Captain
out
some
mile
and
a
half
off
,
and
had
been
exchanging
unintelligible
roars
with
him
ever
since
.
Becoming
the
lawful
prize
of
this
personage
,
who
was
frightfully
hoarse
and
constitutionally
in
want
of
shaving
,
they
were
all
three
put
aboard
the
Son
and
Heir
.
And
the
Son
and
Heir
was
in
a
pretty
state
of
confusion
,
with
sails
lying
all
bedraggled
on
the
wet
decks
,
loose
ropes
tripping
people
up
,
men
in
red
shirts
running
barefoot
to
and
fro
,
casks
blockading
every
foot
of
space
,
and
,
in
the
thickest
of
the
fray
,
a
black
cook
in
a
black
caboose
up
to
his
eyes
in
vegetables
and
blinded
with
smoke
.
The
Captain
immediately
drew
Walter
into
a
corner
,
and
with
a
great
effort
,
that
made
his
face
very
red
,
pulled
up
the
silver
watch
,
which
was
so
big
,
and
so
tight
in
his
pocket
,
that
it
came
out
like
a
bung
.
`
Wal'r
said
the
Captain
,
handing
it
over
,
and
shaking
him
heartily
by
the
hand
,
`
a
parting
gift
,
my
lad
.
Put
it
back
half
an
hour
every
morning
,
and
about
another
quarter
towards
the
afternoon
,
and
it
's
a
watch
that
'll
do
you
credit
.
´
`
Captain
Cuttle
!
I
could
n't
think
of
it
!
´
cried
Walter
,
detaining
him
,
for
he
was
running
away
.
`
Pray
take
it
back
.
I
have
one
already
.
´
`
Then
,
Wal'r
,
´
said
the
Captain
,
suddenly
diving
into
one
of
his
pockets
and
bringing
up
the
two
teaspoons
and
the
sugar-tongs
,
with
which
he
had
armed
himself
to
meet
such
an
objection
,
`
take
this
here
trifle
of
plate
,
instead
.
´
`
No
,
no
,
I
could
n't
indeed
!
´
cried
Walter
,
`
a
thousand
thanks
!
Do
n't
throw
them
away
,
Captain
Cuttle
!
´
for
the
Captain
was
about
to
jerk
them
overboard
.
`
They
'll
be
of
much
more
use
to
you
than
me
.
Give
me
your
stick
.
I
have
often
thought
I
should
like
to
have
it
.
There
!
Good-bye
,
Captain
Cuttle
!
Take
care
of
my
uncle
!
Uncle
Sol
,
God
bless
you
!
´
They
were
over
the
side
in
the
confusion
,
before
Walter
caught
another
glimpse
of
either
;
and
when
he
ran
up
to
the
stern
,
and
looked
after
them
,
he
saw
his
uncle
hanging
down
his
head
in
the
boat
,
and
Captain
Cuttle
rapping
him
on
the
back
with
the
great
silver
watch
(
it
must
have
been
very
painful
)
,
and
gesticulating
hopefully
with
the
teaspoons
and
sugartongs
.
Catching
sight
of
Walter
,
Captain
Cuttle
dropped
the
property
into
the
bottom
of
the
boat
with
perfect
unconcern
,
being
evidently
oblivious
of
its
existence
,
and
pulling
off
the
glazed
hat
hailed
him
lustily
.
The
glazed
hat
made
quite
a
show
in
the
sun
with
its
glistening
,
and
the
Captain
continued
to
wave
it
until
he
could
be
seen
no
longer
.
Then
the
confusion
on
board
,
which
had
been
rapidly
increasing
,
reached
its
height
;
two
or
three
other
boats
went
away
with
a
cheer
;
the
sails
shone
bright
and
full
above
,
as
Walter
watched
them
spread
their
surface
to
the
favourable
breeze
;
the
water
flew
in
sparkles
from
the
prow
;
and
off
upon
her
voyage
went
the
Son
and
Heir
,
as
hopefully
and
trippingly
as
many
another
son
and
heir
,
gone
down
,
had
started
on
his
way
before
her
.
Day
after
day
,
old
Sol
and
Captain
Cuttle
kept
her
reckoning
in
the
little
back
parlour
and
worked
out
her
course
,
with
the
chart
spread
before
them
on
the
round
table
.
At
night
,
when
old
Sol
climbed
upstairs
,
so
lonely
,
to
the
attic
where
it
sometimes
blew
great
guns
,
he
looked
up
at
the
stars
and
listened
to
the
wind
,
and
kept
a
longer
watch
than
would
have
fallen
to
his
lot
on
board
the
ship
.
The
last
bottle
of
the
old
Madeira
,
which
had
had
its
cruising
days
,
and
known
its
dangers
of
the
deep
,
lay
silently
beneath
its
dust
and
cobwebs
,
in
the
meanwhile
,
undisturbed
.
CHAPTER
XX
Mr.
Dombey
goes
upon
a
Journey
`
MR.
DOMBEY
,
Sir
,
´
said
Major
Bagstock
,
`
Joey
B
.
is
not
in
general
a
man
of
sentiment
,
for
Joseph
is
tough
.
But
Joe
has
his
feelings
,
Sir
,
and
when
they
are
awakened
—
Damme
,
Mr.
Dombey
,
´
cried
the
Major
with
sudden
ferocity
,
`
this
is
weakness
,
and
I
wo
n't
submit
to
it
!
´
Major
Bagstock
delivered
himself
of
these
expressions
on
receiving
Mr.
Dombey
as
his
guest
at
the
head
of
his
own
staircase
in
Princess
's
Place
.
Mr.
Dombey
has
come
to
breakfast
with
the
Major
,
previous
to
their
setting
forth
on
their
trip
;
and
the
ill-starred
Native
had
already
undergone
a
world
of
misery
arising
out
of
the
muffins
,
while
,
in
connexion
with
the
general
question
of
boiled
eggs
,
life
was
a
burden
to
him
.
`
It
is
not
for
an
old
soldier
of
the
Bagstock
breed
,
´
observed
the
Major
,
relapsing
into
a
mild
state
,
`
to
deliver
himself
up
,
a
prey
to
his
own
emotions
;
but
—
damme
,
Sir
,
´
cried
the
Major
,
in
another
spasm
of
ferocity
,
`
I
condole
with
you
!
´
The
Major
's
purple
visage
deepened
in
its
hue
,
and
the
Major
's
lobster
eyes
stood
out
in
bolder
relief
,
as
he
shook
Mr.
Dombey
by
the
hand
,
imparting
to
that
peaceful
action
as
defiant
a
character
as
if
it
had
been
the
prelude
to
his
immediately
boxing
Mr.
Dombey
for
a
thousand
pounds
a
side
and
the
championship
of
England
.
With
a
rotatory
motion
of
his
head
,
and
a
wheeze
very
like
the
cough
of
a
horse
,
the
Major
then
conducted
his
visitor
to
the
sitting-room
,
and
there
welcomed
him
(
having
now
composed
his
feelings
)
with
the
freedom
and
frankness
of
a
travelling
companion
.
`
Dombey
,
´
said
the
Major
,
`
I
'm
glad
to
see
you
.
I
'm
proud
to
see
you
.
There
are
not
many
men
in
Europe
to
whom
J
.
Bagstock
would
say
that
—
for
Josh
is
blunt
.
Sir
:
it
's
his
nature
—
but
Joey
B
.
is
proud
to
see
you
,
Dombey
.
´
`
Major
,
´
returned
Mr.
Dombey
,
`
you
are
very
obliging
.
´
`
No
,
Sir
,
´
said
the
Major
,
`
Devil
a
bit
!
That
's
not
my
character
.
If
that
had
been
Joe
's
character
.
Joe
might
have
been
,
by
this
time
,
Lieutenant-General
Sir
Joseph
Bagstock
,
K.C.B.
,
and
might
have
received
you
in
very
different
quarters
.
You
do
n't
know
old
Joe
yet
,
I
find
.
But
this
occasion
,
being
special
,
is
a
source
of
pride
to
me
.
By
the
Lord
,
Sir
,
´
said
the
Major
resolutely
,
`
it
's
an
honour
to
me
!
´
Mr.
Dombey
,
in
his
estimation
of
himself
and
his
money
,
felt
that
this
was
very
true
,
and
therefore
did
not
dispute
the
point
.
But
the
instinctive
recognition
of
such
a
truth
by
the
Major
,
and
his
plain
avowal
of
it
,
were
very
agreeable
.
It
was
a
confirmation
to
Mr.
Dombey
,
if
he
has
required
any
,
of
his
not
being
mistaken
in
the
Major
.
It
was
an
assurance
to
him
that
his
power
extended
beyond
his
own
immediate
sphere
;
and
that
the
Major
,
as
an
officer
and
a
gentleman
,
had
a
no
less
becoming
sense
of
it
,
than
the
beadle
of
the
Royal
Exchange
.
And
if
it
were
ever
consolatory
to
know
this
,
or
the
like
of
this
,
it
was
consolatory
then
,
when
the
impotence
of
his
will
,
the
instability
of
his
hopes
,
the
feebleness
of
wealth
,
had
been
so
direfully
impressed
upon
him
.
What
could
it
do
,
his
boy
had
asked
him
.
Sometimes
,
thinking
of
the
baby
question
,
he
could
hardly
forbear
inquiring
,
himself
,
what
could
it
do
indeed
:
what
had
it
done
?
But
these
were
lonely
thoughts
,
bred
late
at
night
in
the
sullen
despondency
and
gloom
of
his
retirement
,
and
pride
easily
found
its
reassurance
in
many
testimonies
to
the
truth
,
as
unimpeachable
and
precious
as
the
Major
's
.
Mr.
Dombey
,
in
his
friendlessness
,
inclined
to
the
Major
.
It
cannot
be
said
that
he
warmed
towards
him
,
but
he
thawed
a
little
.
The
Major
had
had
some
part
—
and
not
too
much
—
in
the
days
by
the
seaside
.
He
was
a
man
of
the
world
,
and
knew
some
great
people
.
He
talked
much
,
and
told
stories
;
and
Mr.
Dombey
was
disposed
to
regard
him
as
a
choice
spirit
who
shone
in
society
,
and
who
had
not
that
poisonous
ingredient
of
poverty
with
which
choice
spirits
in
general
are
too
much
adulterated
.
His
station
was
undeniable
.
Altogether
the
Major
was
a
creditable
companion
,
well
accustomed
to
a
life
of
leisure
,
and
to
such
places
as
that
they
were
about
to
visit
,
and
having
an
air
of
gentlemanly
ease
about
him
that
mixed
well
enough
with
his
own
City
character
,
and
did
not
compete
with
it
at
all
.
If
Mr.
Dombey
had
any
lingering
idea
that
the
Major
,
as
a
man
accustomed
,
in
the
way
of
his
calling
,
to
make
light
of
the
ruthless
had
that
hand
lately
crushed
his
hopes
,
might
unconsciously
impart
some
useful
philosophy
to
him
,
and
scare
away
his
weak
regrets
,
he
hid
it
from
himself
,
and
left
it
lying
at
the
bottom
of
his
pride
,
unexamined
.
`
Where
is
my
scoundrel
?
´
said
the
Major
,
looking
wrathfully
round
the
room
.
The
Native
,
who
had
no
particular
name
,
but
answered
to
any
vituperative
epithet
,
presented
himself
instantly
at
the
door
and
ventured
to
come
no
nearer
.
`
You
villain
!
´
said
the
choleric
Major
,
`
where
's
the
breakfast
?
´
The
dark
servant
disappeared
in
search
of
it
,
and
was
quickly
heard
reascending
the
stairs
in
such
a
tremulous
state
,
that
the
plates
and
dishes
on
the
tray
he
carried
,
trembling
sympathetically
as
he
came
,
rattled
again
,
all
the
way
up
.
`
Dombey
,
´
said
the
Major
,
glancing
at
the
Native
as
he
arranged
the
table
,
and
encouraging
him
with
an
awful
shake
of
his
fist
when
he
upset
a
spoon
,
`
here
is
a
devilled
grill
,
a
savoury
pie
,
a
dish
of
kidneys
,
and
so
forth
.
Pray
sit
down
.
Old
Joe
can
give
you
nothing
but
camp
fare
,
you
see
.
´
`
Very
excellent
fare
,
Major
,
´
replied
his
guest
;
and
not
in
mere
politeness
either
;
for
the
Major
always
took
the
best
possible
care
of
himself
,
and
indeed
ate
rather
more
of
rich
meats
than
was
good
for
him
,
insomuch
that
his
Imperial
complexion
was
mainly
referred
by
the
faculty
to
that
circumstance
.
`
You
have
been
looking
over
the
way
,
Sir
,
´
observed
the
Major
.
`
Have
you
seen
our
friend
?
´
`
You
mean
Miss
Tox
,
´
retorted
Mr.
Dombey
.
`
No.
´
`
Charming
woman
,
Sir
,
´
said
the
Major
,
with
a
fat
laugh
rising
in
his
short
throat
,
and
nearly
suffocating
him
.
`
Miss
Tox
is
a
very
good
sort
of
person
,
I
believe
,
´
replied
Mr.
Dombey
.
The
haughty
coldness
of
the
reply
seemed
to
afford
Major
Bagstock
infinite
delight
.
He
swelled
and
swelled
,
exceedingly
:
and
even
laid
down
his
knife
and
fork
for
a
moment
,
to
rub
his
hands
.
`
Old
Joe
,
Sir
,
´
said
the
Major
,
`
was
a
bit
of
a
favourite
in
that
quarter
once
.
But
Joe
has
had
his
day
.
J
.
Bagstock
is
extinguished
—
outrivalled
—
floored
,
Sir
.
I
tell
you
what
,
Dombey
.
´
The
Major
paused
in
his
eating
,
and
looked
mysteriously
indignant
.
`
That
's
a
de-vilish
ambitious
woman
,
Sir
.
´
Mr.
Dombey
said
`
Indeed
?
´
with
frigid
indifference
:
mingled
perhaps
with
some
contemptuous
incredulity
as
to
Miss
Tox
having
the
presumption
to
harbour
such
a
superior
quality
.
`
That
woman
,
Sir
,
´
said
the
Major
,
`
is
,
in
her
way
,
a
Lucifer
.
Joey
B
.
has
had
his
day
,
Sir
,
but
he
keeps
his
eyes
.
He
sees
,
does
Joe
.
His
Royal
Highness
the
late
Duke
of
York
observed
of
Joey
,
at
a
levee
,
that
he
saw
.
´
The
Major
accompanied
this
with
such
a
look
,
and
,
between
eating
,
drinking
,
hot
tea
,
devilled
grill
,
muffins
,
and
meaning
,
was
altogether
so
swollen
and
inflamed
about
the
head
,
that
even
Mr.
Dombey
showed
some
anxiety
for
him
.
`
That
ridiculous
old
spectacle
,
Sir
,
´
pursued
the
Major
,
`
aspires
.
She
aspires
sky-high
,
Sir
.
Matrimonially
,
Dombey
.
´
`
I
am
sorry
for
her
,
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
.
`
Do
n't
say
that
,
Dombey
,
´
returned
the
Major
in
a
warning
voice
.
`
Why
should
I
not
,
Major
?
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
.
The
Major
gave
no
answer
but
the
horse
's
cough
,
and
went
on
eating
vigorously
.
`
She
has
taken
an
interest
in
your
household
,
´
said
the
Major
,
stopping
short
again
,
`
and
has
been
a
frequent
visitor
at
your
house
for
some
time
now
.
´
`
Yes
,
´
replied
Mr.
Dombey
with
great
stateliness
,
`
Miss
Tox
was
originally
received
there
,
at
the
time
of
Mrs.
Dombey
's
death
,
as
a
friend
of
my
sister
's
;
and
being
a
well-behaved
person
,
and
showing
a
liking
for
the
poor
infant
,
she
was
permitted
—
I
may
say
encouraged
—
to
repeat
her
visits
with
my
sister
,
and
gradually
to
occupy
a
kind
of
footing
of
familiarity
in
the
family
.
I
have
,
'
said
Mr.
Dombey
,
in
the
tone
of
a
man
who
was
making
a
great
and
valuable
concession
,
`
I
have
a
respect
for
Miss
Tox
.
She
has
been
so
obliging
as
to
render
many
little
services
in
my
house
:
trifling
and
insignificant
services
perhaps
,
Major
,
but
not
to
be
disparaged
on
that
account
:
and
I
hope
I
have
had
the
good
fortune
to
be
enabled
to
acknowledge
them
by
such
attention
and
notice
as
it
has
been
in
my
power
to
bestow
.
I
hold
myself
indebted
to
Miss
Tox
,
Major
,
´
added
Mr.
Dombey
,
with
a
slight
wave
of
his
hand
,
`
for
the
pleasure
of
your
acquaintance
.
´
`
Dombey
,
´
said
the
Major
,
warmly
:
`
no
!
No
,
Sir
!
Joseph
Bagstock
can
never
permit
that
assertion
to
pass
uncontradicted
.
Your
knowledge
of
old
Joe
,
Sir
,
such
as
he
is
,
and
old
Joe
's
knowledge
of
you
,
Sir
,
had
its
origin
in
a
noble
fellow
,
Sir
—
in
a
great
creature
,
Sir
.
Dombey
!
´
said
the
Major
,
with
a
struggle
which
it
was
not
very
difficult
to
parade
,
his
whole
life
being
a
struggle
against
all
kinds
of
apoplectic
symptoms
,
`
we
knew
each
other
through
your
boy
.
´
Mr.
Dombey
seemed
touched
,
as
it
is
not
improbable
the
Major
designed
he
should
be
,
by
this
allusion
.
He
looked
down
and
sighed
:
and
the
Major
,
rousing
himself
fiercely
,
again
said
,
in
reference
to
the
state
of
mind
into
which
he
felt
himself
in
danger
of
falling
,
that
this
was
weakness
,
and
nothing
should
induce
him
to
submit
to
it
.
`
Our
friend
has
a
remote
connexion
with
that
event
,
´
said
the
Major
,
`
and
all
the
credit
that
belongs
to
her
,
J
.
B
.
is
willing
to
give
her
,
Sir
.
Notwithstanding
which
,
Ma'am
,
´
he
added
,
raising
his
eyes
from
his
plate
,
and
casting
them
across
Princess
's
Place
,
to
where
Miss
Tox
was
at
that
moment
visible
at
her
window
watering
her
flowers
,
`
you
're
a
scheming
jade
,
Ma'am
,
and
your
ambition
is
a
piece
of
monstrous
impudence
.
If
it
only
made
yourself
ridiculous
,
Ma'am
,
'
said
the
Major
,
rolling
his
head
at
the
unconscious
Miss
Tox
,
while
his
starting
eyes
appeared
to
make
a
leap
towards
her
,
`
you
might
do
that
to
your
heart
's
content
,
Ma'am
,
without
any
objection
,
I
assure
you
,
on
the
part
of
Bagstock
.
'
Here
the
Major
laughed
frightfully
up
in
the
tips
of
his
ears
and
in
the
veins
of
his
head
.
`
But
when
,
Ma'am
,
´
said
the
Major
,
`
you
compromise
other
people
,
and
generous
,
unsuspicious
people
too
,
as
a
repayment
for
their
condescension
,
you
stir
the
blood
of
old
Joe
in
his
body
.
´
`
Major
,
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
,
reddening
,
`
I
hope
you
do
not
hint
at
anything
so
absurd
on
the
part
of
Miss
Tox
as
—
´
`
Dombey
,
´
returned
the
Major
,
`
I
hint
at
nothing
.
But
Joey
B
.
has
lived
in
the
world
,
Sir
:
lived
in
the
world
with
his
eyes
open
,
Sir
,
and
his
ears
cocked
:
and
Joe
tells
you
,
Dombey
,
that
there
's
a
de-vilish
artful
and
ambitious
woman
over
the
way
.
´
Mr.
Dombey
involuntarily
glanced
over
the
way
;
and
an
angry
glance
he
sent
in
that
direction
,
too
.
`
That
's
all
on
such
a
subject
that
shall
pass
the
lips
of
Joseph
Bagstock
,
´
said
the
Major
firmly
.
`
Joe
is
not
a
talebearer
,
but
there
are
times
when
he
must
speak
,
when
he
will
speak
!
—
confound
your
arts
,
Ma'am
,
´
cried
the
Major
,
again
apostrophising
his
fair
neighbour
,
with
great
ire
,
—
`
when
the
provocation
is
too
strong
to
admit
of
his
remaining
silent
.
´
The
emotion
of
this
outbreak
threw
the
Major
into
a
paroxysm
of
horse
's
coughs
,
which
held
him
for
a
long
time
.
On
recovering
he
added
:
`
And
now
,
Dombey
,
as
you
have
invited
Joe
—
old
Joe
,
who
has
no
other
merit
,
Sir
,
but
that
he
is
tough
and
hearty
—
to
be
your
guest
and
guide
at
Leamington
,
command
him
in
any
way
you
please
,
and
he
is
wholly
yours
.
I
do
n't
know
,
Sir
,
'
said
the
Major
,
wagging
his
double
chin
with
a
jocose
air
,
`
what
it
is
you
people
see
in
Joe
to
make
you
hold
him
in
such
great
request
,
all
of
you
;
but
this
I
know
,
Sir
,
that
if
he
was
n't
pretty
tough
,
and
obstinate
in
his
refusals
,
you
'd
kill
him
among
you
with
your
invitations
and
so
forth
,
in
double-quick
time
.
´
Mr.
Dombey
,
in
a
few
words
,
expressed
his
sense
of
the
preference
he
received
over
those
other
distinguished
members
of
society
who
were
clamouring
for
the
possession
of
Major
Bagstock
.
But
the
Major
cut
him
short
by
giving
him
to
understand
that
he
followed
his
own
inclinations
,
and
that
they
had
risen
up
in
a
body
and
said
with
one
accord
,
`
J
.
B
.
,
Dombey
is
the
man
for
you
to
choose
as
a
friend
.
´
The
Major
being
by
this
time
in
a
state
of
repletion
,
with
essence
of
savoury
pie
oozing
out
at
the
corners
of
his
eyes
,
and
devilled
grill
and
kidneys
tightening
his
cravat
:
and
the
time
moreover
approaching
for
the
departure
of
the
railway
train
to
Birmingham
,
by
which
they
were
to
leave
town
:
the
Native
got
him
into
his
great-coat
with
immense
difficulty
,
and
buttoned
him
up
until
his
face
looked
staring
and
gasping
,
over
the
top
of
that
garment
,
as
if
he
were
in
a
barrel
.
The
Native
then
handed
him
separately
,
and
with
a
decent
interval
between
each
supply
,
his
wash-leather
gloves
,
his
thick
stick
,
and
his
hat
;
which
latter
article
the
Major
wore
with
a
rakish
air
on
one
side
of
his
head
,
by
way
of
toning
down
his
remarkable
visage
.
The
Native
had
previously
packed
,
in
all
possible
and
impossible
parts
of
Mr.
Dombey
's
chariot
,
which
was
in
waiting
,
an
unusual
quantity
of
carpet-bags
and
small
portmanteaus
,
no
less
apoplectic
in
appearance
than
the
Major
himself
:
and
having
filled
his
own
pockets
with
Seltzer
water
,
East
India
sherry
,
sandwiches
,
shawls
,
telescopes
,
maps
,
and
newspapers
,
any
or
all
of
which
light
baggage
the
Major
might
require
at
any
instant
of
the
journey
,
he
announced
that
everything
was
ready
.
To
complete
the
equipment
of
this
unfortunate
foreigner
(
currently
believed
to
be
a
prince
in
his
own
country
)
,
when
he
took
his
seat
in
the
rumble
by
the
side
of
Mr.
Towlinson
,
a
pile
of
the
Major
's
cloaks
and
great-coats
was
hurled
upon
him
by
the
landlord
,
who
aimed
at
him
from
the
pavement
with
those
great
missiles
like
a
Titan
,
and
so
covered
him
up
,
that
he
proceeded
,
in
a
living
tomb
,
to
the
railroad
station
.
But
before
the
carriage
moved
away
,
and
while
the
Native
was
in
the
act
of
sepulture
,
Miss
Tox
appearing
at
her
window
,
waved
a
lily-white
handkerchief
.
Mr.
Dombey
received
this
parting
salutation
very
coldly
—
very
coldly
even
for
him
—
and
honouring
her
with
the
slightest
possible
inclination
of
his
head
,
leaned
back
in
the
carriage
with
a
very
discontented
look
.
His
marked
behaviour
seemed
to
afford
the
Major
(
who
was
all
politeness
in
his
recognition
of
Miss
Tox
)
unbounded
satisfaction
;
and
he
sat
for
a
long
time
afterwards
,
leering
,
and
choking
,
like
an
over-fed
Mephistopheles
.
During
the
bustle
of
preparation
at
the
railway
,
Mr.
Dombey
and
the
major
walked
up
and
down
the
platform
side
by
side
;
the
former
taciturn
and
gloomy
,
and
the
latter
entertaining
him
,
or
entertaining
himself
,
with
a
variety
of
anecdotes
and
reminiscences
,
in
most
of
which
Joe
Bagstock
was
the
principal
performer
.
Neither
of
the
two
observed
that
in
the
course
of
these
walks
,
they
attracted
the
attention
of
a
working
man
who
was
standing
near
the
engine
,
and
who
touched
his
hat
every
time
they
passed
;
for
Mr.
Dombey
habitually
looked
over
the
vulgar
herd
,
not
at
them
;
and
the
Major
was
looking
,
at
the
time
,
into
the
core
of
one
of
his
stories
.
At
length
,
however
,
this
man
stepped
before
them
as
they
turned
round
,
and
pulling
his
hat
off
,
and
keeping
it
off
,
ducked
his
head
to
Mr.
Dombey
.
`
Beg
your
pardon
,
Sir
,
´
said
the
man
,
`
but
I
hope
you
're
a
doin
´
pretty
well
,
Sir
.
´
He
was
dressed
in
a
canvass
suit
abundantly
besmeared
with
coal-dust
and
oil
,
and
cinders
in
his
whiskers
,
and
a
smell
of
half-slaked
ashes
all
over
him
.
He
was
not
a
bad-looking
fellow
,
nor
even
what
could
be
fairly
called
a
dirty-looking
fellow
,
in
spite
of
this
;
and
,
in
short
,
he
was
Mr.
Toodle
,
professionally
clothed
.
`
I
shall
have
the
honour
of
stokin
´
of
you
down
,
Sir
,
´
said
Mr.
Toodle
.
`
Beg
your
pardon
,
Sir
.
I
hope
you
find
yourself
a
coming
round
?
´
Mr.
Dombey
looked
at
him
,
in
return
for
his
tone
of
interest
,
as
if
a
man
like
that
would
make
his
very
eyesight
dirty
.
`
'
Scuse
the
liberty
,
Sir
,
´
said
Toodle
,
seeing
he
was
not
clearly
remembered
,
`
but
my
wife
Polly
,
as
was
called
Richards
in
your
family
—
´
A
change
in
Mr.
Dombey
's
face
,
which
seemed
to
express
recollection
of
him
,
and
so
it
did
,
but
it
expressed
in
a
much
stronger
degree
and
angry
sense
of
humiliation
,
stopped
Mr.
Toodle
short
.
`
Your
wife
wants
money
,
I
suppose
,
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
,
putting
his
hand
in
his
pocket
,
and
speaking
(
but
that
he
always
did
)
haughtily
.
`
No
thank'ee
,
Sir
,
´
returned
Toodle
,
`
I
ca
n't
say
she
does
.
I
do
n't
.
´
Mr.
Dombey
was
stopped
short
now
in
his
turn
:
and
awkwardly
:
with
his
hand
in
his
pocket
.
`
No
,
Sir
,
´
said
Toodle
,
turning
his
oilskin
cap
round
and
round
;
`
we
're
a
doin
'
pretty
well
,
Sir
;
we
have
n't
no
cause
to
complain
in
the
worldly
way
,
Sir
.
We
've
had
four
more
since
then
,
Sir
,
but
we
rubs
on
.
´
Mr.
Dombey
would
have
rubbed
on
to
his
own
carriage
,
though
in
so
doing
he
had
rubbed
the
stoker
underneath
the
wheels
;
but
his
attention
was
arrested
by
something
in
connexion
with
the
cap
still
going
slowly
round
and
round
in
the
man
's
hand
.
`
We
lost
one
babby
,
´
observed
Toodle
,
`
there
's
no
denyin
.
´
`
Lately
,
´
added
Mr.
Dombey
,
looking
at
the
cap.
`
No
,
Sir
,
up'ard
of
three
years
ago
,
but
all
the
rest
is
hearty
.
And
in
the
matter
o
´
readin
'
,
Sir
,
´
said
Toodle
,
ducking
again
,
as
if
to
remind
Mr.
Dombey
of
what
had
passed
between
them
on
that
subject
long
ago
,
`
them
boys
o
´
mine
,
they
learned
me
,
among
'
em
,
arter
all
.
They
've
made
a
wery
tolerable
scholar
of
me
,
Sir
,
them
boys
.
´
`
Come
,
Major
!
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
.
`
Beg
your
pardon
,
Sir
,
´
resumed
Toodle
,
taking
a
step
before
them
and
deferentially
stopping
them
again
,
still
cap
in
hand
:
`
I
would
n't
have
troubled
you
with
such
a
pint
except
as
a
way
of
gettin
´
in
the
name
of
my
son
Biler
—
christened
Robin
—
him
as
you
was
so
good
as
to
make
a
Charitable
Grinder
on
.
´
`
Well
,
man
,
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
in
his
severest
manner
.
`
What
about
him
?
´
`
Why
,
Sir
,
´
returned
Toodle
,
shaking
his
head
with
a
face
of
great
anxiety
and
distress
,
`
I
'm
forced
to
say
,
Sir
,
that
he
's
gone
wrong
.
´
`
He
has
gone
wrong
,
has
he
?
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
,
with
a
hard
kind
of
satisfaction
.
`
He
has
fell
into
bad
company
,
you
see
,
gentlemen
,
´
pursued
the
father
,
looking
wistfully
at
both
,
and
evidently
taking
the
Major
into
the
conversation
with
the
hope
of
having
his
sympathy
.
`
He
has
got
into
bad
ways
.
God
send
he
may
come
to
again
,
gentlemen
,
but
he
's
on
the
wrong
track
now
!
You
could
hardly
be
off
hearing
of
it
somehow
,
Sir
,
´
said
Toodle
,
again
addressing
Mr.
Dombey
individually
;
`
and
it
's
better
I
should
out
and
say
my
boy
's
gone
rather
wrong
.
Polly
's
dreadful
down
about
it
,
genelmen
,
´
said
Toodle
with
the
same
dejected
look
,
and
another
appeal
to
the
Major
.
`
A
son
of
this
man
's
whom
I
caused
to
be
educated
,
Major
,
´
said
Mr.
Dombey
,
giving
him
his
arm
.
`
The
usual
return
!
´
`
Take
advice
from
plain
old
Joe
,
and
never
educate
that
sort
of
people
,
Sir
,
'
returned
the
Major
.
`
Damme
,
Sir
,
it
never
does
!
I
always
fails
!
´
The
simple
father
was
beginning
to
submit
that
he
hoped
his
son
,
the
quondam
Grinder
,
huffed
and
cuffed
,
and
flogged
and
badged
,
and
taught
,
as
parrots
are
,
by
a
brute
jobbed
into
his
place
of
schoolmaster
with
as
much
fitness
for
it
as
a
hound
,
might
not
have
been
educated
on
quite
a
right
plan
in
some
undiscovered
respect
,
when
Mr.
Dombey
angrily
repeating
`
The
usual
return
!
´
led
the
Major
away
.
And
the
Major
being
heavy
to
hoist
into
Mr.
Dombey
's
carriage
elevated
in
midair
,
and
having
to
stop
and
swear
that
he
would
flay
the
Native
alive
,
and
break
very
bone
in
his
skin
,
and
visit
other
physical
torments
upon
him
,
every
time
he
could
n't
get
his
foot
on
the
step
,
and
fell
back
on
that
dark
exile
,
had
barely
time
before
they
started
to
repeat
hoarsely
that
it
would
never
do
:
that
it
always
failed
:
and
that
if
he
were
to
educate
`
his
own
vagabond
,
´
he
would
certainly
be
hanged
.
Mr.
Dombey
assented
bitterly
;
but
there
was
something
more
in
his
bitterness
,
and
in
his
moody
way
of
falling
back
in
the
carriage
,
and
looking
with
knitted
brows
at
the
changing
objects
without
,
that
the
failure
of
that
noble
educational
system
administered
by
the
Grinders
´
Company
.
He
had
seen
upon
the
man
's
rough
cap
a
piece
of
new
crape
,
and
he
had
assured
himself
,
from
his
manner
and
his
answers
,
that
he
wore
it
for
his
son
.
So
!
from
high
to
low
,
at
home
or
abroad
,
from
Florence
in
his
great
house
to
the
coarse
churl
who
was
feeding
the
fire
then
smoking
before
them
,
every
one
set
up
some
claim
or
other
to
a
share
in
his
dead
boy
,
and
was
a
bidder
against
him
!
Could
he
ever
forget
how
that
woman
had
wept
over
his
pillow
,
and
called
him
her
own
child
!
or
how
he
,
waking
from
his
sleep
,
had
asked
for
her
,
and
had
raised
himself
in
his
bed
and
brightened
when
she
came
in
!
To
think
of
this
presumptuous
raker
among
coals
and
ashes
going
on
before
there
,
with
his
sign
of
mourning
!
To
think
that
he
dared
to
enter
,
even
by
a
common
show
like
that
,
into
the
trial
and
disappointment
of
a
proud
gentleman
's
secret
heart
!
To
think
that
this
lost
child
,
who
was
to
have
divided
with
him
his
riches
,
and
his
projects
,
and
his
power
,
and
allied
with
whom
he
was
to
have
shut
out
all
the
world
as
with
a
double
door
of
gold
,
should
have
let
in
such
a
herd
to
insult
him
with
their
knowledge
of
his
defeated
hopes
,
and
their
boasts
of
claiming
community
of
feeling
with
himself
,
so
far
removed
:
if
not
of
having
crept
into
the
place
wherein
he
would
have
lorded
it
,
alone
!
He
found
no
pleasure
or
of
relief
in
the
journey
.
Tortured
by
these
thoughts
he
carried
monotony
with
him
,
through
the
rushing
landscape
,
and
hurried
headlong
,
not
through
a
rich
and
varied
country
,
but
a
wilderness
of
blighted
plans
and
gnawing
jealousies
.
The
very
speed
at
which
the
train
was
whirled
along
mocked
the
swift
course
of
the
young
life
that
had
been
borne
away
so
steadily
and
so
inexorably
to
its
foredoomed
end
.
The
power
that
forced
itself
upon
its
iron
way
—
its
own
—
defiant
of
all
paths
and
roads
,
piercing
through
the
heart
of
every
obstacle
,
and
dragging
living
creatures
of
all
classes
,
ages
,
and
degrees
behind
it
,
was
a
type
of
the
triumphant
monster
,
Death
.
Away
,
with
a
shriek
,
and
a
roar
,
and
a
rattle
,
from
the
town
,
burrowing
among
the
dwellings
of
men
and
making
the
streets
hum
,
flashing
out
into
the
meadows
for
a
moment
,
mining
in
through
the
damp
earth
,
booming
on
in
darkness
and
heavy
air
,
bursting
out
again
into
the
sunny
day
so
bright
and
wide
;
away
,
with
a
shriek
,
and
a
roar
,
and
a
rattle
,
through
the
fields
,
through
the
woods
,
through
the
corn
,
through
the
hay
,
through
the
chalk
,
through
the
mould
,
through
the
clay
,
through
the
rock
,
among
objects
close
at
hand
and
almost
in
the
grasp
,
ever
flying
from
the
traveller
,
and
a
deceitful
distance
ever
moving
slowly
within
him
:
like
as
in
the
track
of
the
remorseless
monster
,
Death
!
Through
the
hallow
,
on
the
height
,
by
the
heath
,
by
the
orchard
,
by
the
park
,
by
the
garden
,
over
the
canal
,
across
the
river
,
where
the
sheep
are
feeding
,
where
the
mill
is
going
,
where
the
barge
is
floating
,
where
the
dead
are
lying
,
where
the
factory
is
smoking
,
where
the
stream
is
running
,
where
the
village
clusters
,
where
the
great
cathedral
rises
,
where
the
bleak
moor
lies
,
and
the
wild
breeze
smooths
or
ruffles
it
at
its
inconstant
will
;
away
,
with
a
shriek
,
and
a
roar
,
and
a
rattle
,
and
no
trace
to
leave
behind
but
dust
and
vapour
:
like
as
in
the
track
of
the
remorseless
monster
,
Death
!
Breasting
the
wind
and
light
,
the
shower
and
sunshine
,
away
,
and
still
away
,
it
rolls
and
roars
,
fierce
and
rapid
,
smooth
and
certain
,
and
great
works
and
massive
bridges
,
crossing
up
above
,
fall
like
a
beam
of
shadow
an
inch
broad
,
upon
the
eye
,
and
then
are
lost
.
Away
,
and
still
away
,
onward
and
onward
ever
:
glimpses
of
cottage-homes
,
of
houses
,
mansions
,
rich
estates
,
of
husbandry
and
handicraft
,
of
people
,
of
old
roads
and
paths
that
look
deserted
,
small
,
and
insignificant
as
they
are
left
behind
:
and
so
they
do
,
and
what
else
is
there
but
such
glimpses
,
in
the
track
of
the
indomitable
monster
,
Death
!
Away
,
with
a
shriek
,
and
a
roar
,
and
a
rattle
,
plunging
down
into
the
earth
again
,
and
working
on
in
such
a
storm
of
energy
and
perseverance
,
that
amidst
the
darkness
and
whirlwind
the
motion
seems
reversed
,
and
to
tend
furiously
backward
,
until
a
ray
of
light
upon
the
wet
wall
shows
its
surface
flying
past
like
a
fierce
stream
.
Away
once
more
into
the
day
,
and
through
the
day
,
with
a
shrill
yell
of
exultation
,
roaring
,
rattling
,
tearing
on
,
spurning
everything
with
its
dark
breath
,
sometimes
pausing
for
a
minute
where
a
crowd
of
faces
are
,
that
in
a
minute
more
are
not
;
sometimes
lapping
water
greedily
,
and
before
the
spout
at
which
it
drinks
has
ceased
to
drip
upon
the
ground
,
shrieking
,
roaring
,
rattling
through
the
purple
distance
!
Louder
and
louder
yet
,
it
shrieks
and
cries
as
it
comes
tearing
on
resistless
to
the
goal
:
and
now
its
way
,
still
like
the
way
of
Death
,
is
strewn
with
ashes
thickly
.
Everything
around
is
blackened
.
There
are
dark
pools
of
water
,
muddy
lanes
,
and
miserable
habitations
far
below
.
There
are
jagged
walls
and
falling
houses
close
at
hand
,
and
through
the
battered
roofs
and
broken
windows
,
wretched
rooms
are
seen
,
where
want
and
fever
hide
themselves
in
many
wretched
shapes
,
while
smoke
and
crowded
gables
,
and
distorted
chimneys
,
and
deformity
of
brick
and
mortar
penning
up
deformity
of
mind
and
body
,
choke
the
murky
distance
.
As
Mr.
Dombey
looks
out
of
his
carriage
window
,
it
is
never
in
his
thoughts
that
the
monster
who
has
brought
him
there
has
let
the
light
of
day
in
on
these
things
:
not
made
or
caused
them
.
It
was
the
journey
's
fitting
end
,
and
might
have
been
the
end
of
everything
;
it
was
so
ruinous
and
dreary
.
So
,
pursuing
the
one
course
of
thought
,
he
had
the
one
relentless
monster
still
before
him
.
All
things
looked
black
,
and
cold
,
and
deadly
upon
him
,
and
he
on
them
.
He
found
a
likeness
to
his
misfortune
everywhere
.
There
was
a
remorseless
triumph
going
on
about
him
,
and
it
galled
and
stung
him
in
his
pride
and
jealousy
,
whatever
form
it
took
:
though
most
of
all
when
it
divided
with
him
the
love
and
memory
of
his
lost
boy
.
There
was
a
face
—
he
had
looked
upon
it
,
on
the
previous
night
,
and
it
on
him
with
eyes
that
read
his
soul
,
though
they
were
dim
with
tears
,
and
hidden
soon
behind
two
quivering
hands
—
that
often
had
attended
him
in
fancy
,
on
this
ride
.
He
had
seen
it
,
with
the
expression
of
last
night
,
timidly
pleading
to
him
.
It
was
not
reproachful
,
but
there
was
something
of
doubt
,
almost
of
hopeful
incredulity
in
it
,
which
,
as
he
once
more
saw
that
fade
away
into
a
desolate
certainty
of
his
dislike
,
was
like
reproach
.
It
was
a
trouble
to
him
to
think
of
this
face
of
Florence
.
Because
he
felt
any
new
compunction
towards
it
?
No.
Because
the
feeling
it
awakened
in
him
—
of
which
he
had
had
some
old
foreshadowing
in
older
times
—
was
full-formed
now
,
and
spoke
out
plainly
,
moving
him
too
much
,
and
threatening
to
grow
too
strong
for
his
composure
.
Because
the
face
was
abroad
,
in
the
expression
of
defeat
and
persecution
that
seemed
to
encircle
him
like
the
air
.
Because
it
barbed
the
arrow
of
that
cruel
and
remorseless
enemy
on
which
his
thoughts
so
ran
,
and
put
into
its
grasp
a
double-handed
sword
.
Because
he
knew
full
well
,
in
his
own
breast
,
as
he
stood
there
,
tinging
the
scene
of
transition
before
him
with
the
morbid
colours
of
his
own
mind
,
and
making
it
a
ruin
and
a
picture
of
decay
,
instead
of
hopeful
change
,
and
promise
of
better
things
,
that
life
had
quite
as
much
to
do
with
his
complainings
as
death
.
One
child
was
gone
,
and
one
child
left
.
Why
was
the
object
of
his
hope
removed
instead
of
her
?
The
sweet
,
calm
,
gentle
presence
in
his
fancy
,
moved
him
to
no
reflection
but
that
.
She
had
been
unwelcome
to
him
from
the
first
;
she
was
an
aggravation
of
his
bitterness
now
.
If
his
son
had
been
his
only
child
,
and
the
same
blow
had
fallen
on
him
,
it
would
have
been
heavy
to
bear
;
but
infinitely
lighter
than
now
,
when
it
might
have
fallen
on
her
(
whom
he
could
have
lost
,
or
he
believed
it
,
without
a
pang
)
,
and
had
not
.
Her
loving
and
innocent
face
rising
before
him
,
and
had
no
softening
or
winning
influence
.
He
rejected
the
angel
,
and
took
up
with
the
tormenting
spirit
crouching
in
his
bosom
.
Her
patience
,
goodness
,
youth
,
devotion
,
love
,
were
as
so
many
atoms
in
the
ashes
upon
which
he
set
his
heel
.
He
saw
her
image
in
the
blight
and
blackness
all
around
him
,
not
irradiating
but
deepening
the
gloom
.
More
than
once
upon
this
journey
,
and
how
again
as
he
stood
pondering
at
this
journey
's
end
,
tracing
figures
in
the
dust
with
his
stick
,
the
thought
came
into
his
mind
,
what
was
there
he
could
interpose
between
himself
and
it
?
The
Major
,
who
had
been
blowing
and
panting
all
the
way
down
,
like
another
engine
,
and
whose
eye
had
often
wandered
from
his
newspaper
to
leer
at
the
prospect
,
as
if
there
were
a
procession
of
discomfited
Miss
Toxes
pouring
out
in
the
smoke
of
the
train
,
and
flying
away
over
the
fields
to
hide
themselves
in
any
place
of
refuge
,
aroused
his
friend
by
informing
him
that
the
post-horses
were
harnessed
and
the
carriage
ready
.
`
Dombey
,
´
said
the
Major
,
rapping
him
on
the
arm
with
his
cane
,
`
do
n't
be
thoughtful
.
It
's
a
bad
habit
.
Old
Joe
,
Sir
,
would
n't
be
as
tough
as
you
see
him
,
if
he
had
ever
encouraged
it
.
You
are
too
great
a
man
,
Dombey
,
to
be
thoughtful
.
In
your
position
,
Sir
,
you
're
far
above
that
kind
of
thing
.
´
The
Major
even
in
his
friendly
remonstrances
,
thus
consulting
the
dignity
and
honour
of
Mr.
Dombey
,
and
showing
a
lively
sense
of
their
importance
,
Mr.
Dombey
felt
more
than
ever
disposed
to
defer
to
a
gentleman
possessing
so
much
good
sense
and
such
a
well-regulated
mind
;
accordingly
he
made
an
effort
to
listen
to
the
Major
's
stories
,
as
they
trotted
along
the
turnpike
road
;
and
the
Major
,
finding
both
the
pace
and
the
road
a
great
deal
better
adapted
to
his
conversational
powers
than
the
mode
of
travelling
they
had
just
relinquished
,
came
out
