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Her eyes gleamed strangely on him, but she stood with her hand resting on the chair, and said not a word. 'I have never, resumed Carker, 'seen you look so handsome, as you do to-night. Even the picture I have carried in my mind during this cruel probation, and which I have contemplated night and day, is exceeded by the reality. Not a word.
Carker listened with a show of interest until the Vermonter had finished. "Well, I'm glad he's doing some good," said Greg. "Still, this is of minor importance compared with the great work in which I'm engaged." "You go to grass!" almost snarled Ephraim. "Great fiddlesticks! Why, Frank is making real men of growing boys.
'Oh if you please, Sir, faltered Rob, 'you said, you know, when I come here last 'I said, returned Mr Carker, 'what did I say? 'If you please, Sir, you didn't say nothing at all, Sir, returned Rob, warned by the manner of this inquiry, and very much disconcerted.
As a rule this fascinating quality in the mere fantastic figures of the tale was inseparable from their farcical quality in the tale. Stiggins's red nose is distinctly connected with the fact that he is a member of the Ebenezer Temperance Association; Quilp is little, because a little of him goes a long way. Mr. Carker smiles and smiles and is a villain; Mr.
"I believe he's made a will in which I am given the liberal sum of one dollar," said Carker. "So you see he has not quite cut me off without a dollar. The money made all the difference with you, Madge. Morton was wealthy. I had nothing in the world, and no particular prospects. You married Morton." "Well, a girl has to look out for herself in these days." "But you pretended that you loved me."
'Talking of Morfin, resumed Mr Carker, taking out one paper from the rest, 'he reports a junior dead in the agency at Barbados, and proposes to reserve a passage in the Son and Heir she'll sail in a month or so for the successor. You don't care who goes, I suppose? We have nobody of that sort here. Mr Dombey shook his head with supreme indifference.
Every economist should be a humanitarian; and every humanitarian should be an economist. Charles Dickens, writing in Eighteen Hundred Sixty, puts forth Scrooge, Carker and Bumball as economists.
He would sound Mr Carker carefully, and say much or little, just as he read that gentleman's character, and discovered that they got on well together or the reverse.
Mrs Skewton, overpowered by her feelings as a mother, sinks on her sofa in the Cleopatra attitude, when the clatter of the chariot wheels is lost, and sheds several tears. The Major, coming with the rest of the company from table, endeavours to comfort her; but she will not be comforted on any terms, and so the Major takes his leave. Cousin Feenix takes his leave, and Mr Carker takes his leave.
'Think of me more leniently, if you can, James, said John Carker, 'when I tell you I have had how could I help having, with my history, written here' striking himself upon the breast 'my whole heart awakened by my observation of that boy, Walter Gay. I saw in him when he first came here, almost my other self. 'Your other self! repeated the Manager, disdainfully.
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