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'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.
'Or would next day, said Mr Dombey, 'suit your engagements better? 'I have no engagements. I am always at your disposal. Let it be when you like. 'No engagements, my dear Edith! remonstrated her mother, 'when you are in a most terrible state of flurry all day long, and have a thousand and one appointments with all sorts of trades-people!
Do you seriously think, Mrs Dombey, that I would permit my name to be banded about in such connexion? Pooh, pooh, Madam! Fie for shame! You're absurd. Mr Dombey absolutely laughed. But not as she did. She had better have been dead than laugh as she did, in reply, with her intent look fixed upon him. He had better have been dead, than sitting there, in his magnificence, to hear her.
Take, for instance, by way of a mere coincidence, the fact that three schools for boys are described successively in Nicholas Nickleby, in Dombey and Son, and in David Copperfield. But the difference is enormous. Dotheboys Hall does not exist to tell us anything about Nicholas Nickleby. Rather Nicholas Nickleby exists entirely in order to tell us about Dotheboys Hall.
'Do it! The Captain was so impressed by the possession of his tremendous secret by the fact of Miss Dombey being at that moment under his roof, while the innocent and unconscious Toots sat opposite to him that a perspiration broke out on his forehead, and he found it impossible, while slowly drying the same, glazed hat in hand, to keep his eyes off Mr Toots's face.
'My dear Paul! He's quite a Dombey! 'Well, well! returned her brother for Mr Dombey was her brother 'I think he is like the family. Don't agitate yourself, Louisa. 'It's very foolish of me, said Louisa, sitting down, and taking out her pocket-handkerchief, 'but he's he's such a perfect Dombey! Mr Dombey coughed.
To me! 'Madam, said Mr Dombey, with his most offensive air of state, 'I have made you my wife. You bear my name. You are associated with my position and my reputation. I will not say that the world in general may be disposed to think you honoured by that association; but I will say that I am accustomed to "insist," to my connexions and dependents.
There was something melancholy in the triumphant air with which Mr Dombey said this. It showed how long Paul's childish life had been to him, and how his hopes were set upon a later stage of his existence. Pity may appear a strange word to connect with anyone so haughty and so cold, and yet he seemed a worthy subject for it at that moment.
He is as proud of his name as if he had inherited it from a race of princes. That he neglects and slights his daughter, and loves his son, is mainly because the latter will add a sort of completeness to the firm, and make it truly Dombey and Son, while the girl, for all commercial purposes, can be nothing but a cipher. And through his pride he is struck to the heart, and ruined. Mr.
Mr Carker was a gentleman thirty-eight or forty years old, of a florid complexion, and with two unbroken rows of glistening teeth, whose regularity and whiteness were quite distressing. He affected a stiff white cravat, after the example of his principal, and was always closely buttoned up and tightly dressed. His manner towards Mr Dombey was deeply conceived and perfectly expressed.
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