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'Do you know, then, pursued Carker, 'that I have not found my friend our friend, I ought rather to call him 'Meaning Dombey, Sir? cried the Major. 'You see me, Mr Carker, standing here! He was puffy enough to see, and blue enough; and Mr Carker intimated the he had that pleasure. 'Then you see a man, Sir, who would go through fire and water to serve Dombey, returned Major Bagstock.
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.
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 should have supposed, Mr Dombey replied, 'that the lady's day for favourites was over: but perhaps you are jesting, Major.
Are we on that footing of unreserved intimacy, Dombey, that may justify a man a blunt old Joseph B., Sir in speaking out; or am I to take open order, Dombey, and to keep my distance, and to stand on forms? 'My dear Major Bagstock, says Mr Dombey, with a gratified air, 'you are quite warm. 'By Gad, Sir, says the Major, 'I am warm. Joseph B. does not deny it, Dombey. He is warm.
I speak out prematurely, perhaps because the Bagstock breed have always spoke out. Little, Sir, have they ever got by doing it; but it's in the Bagstock blood. A shot is to be taken at this man. You have J. B. at your elbow. He claims the name of friend. God bless you! 'Major, returns Mr Dombey, 'I am obliged. I shall put myself in your hands when the time comes.
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 won'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, 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.
While they were thus engaged; and under the skilful culture of the Manager, angry thoughts in reference to poor Florence brooded and bred in Mr Dombey's breast, usurping the place of the cold dislike that generally reigned there; Major Bagstock, much admired by the old ladies of Leamington, and followed by the Native, carrying the usual amount of light baggage, straddled along the shady side of the way, to make a morning call on Mrs Skewton.
Although Major Bagstock had arrived at what is called in polite literature, the grand meridian of life, and was proceeding on his journey downhill with hardly any throat, and a very rigid pair of jaw-bones, and long-flapped elephantine ears, and his eyes and complexion in the state of artificial excitement already mentioned, he was mightily proud of awakening an interest in Miss Tox, and tickled his vanity with the fiction that she was a splendid woman who had her eye on him.
Major Bagstock, encouraged perhaps by the softened and confidential tone into which Mrs Skewton, after several times lapsing into it for a moment, seemed now to have subsided for good, stretched out his hand across the little table, and said with a leer, 'Advise with Joe, Ma'am.
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