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Updated: May 21, 2025
Mr Morfin, the hazel-eyed bachelor, with the hair and whiskers sprinkled with grey, was perhaps the only person within the atmosphere of the House its head, of course, excepted who was heartily and deeply affected by the disaster that had befallen it.
Such a look of exultation there may be on Angels' faces when the one repentant sinner enters Heaven, among ninety-nine just men. It was not dimmed or tarnished by the joyful tears that filled her eyes, but was the brighter for them. 'My dear Harriet, said Mr Morfin, after a silence, 'I was not prepared for this.
He seemed a man who would contend against the power that vanquished him, if he could, but who was utterly borne down by the greatness and superiority of Mr Dombey. 'Is Morfin here? asked Mr Dombey after a short pause, during which Mr Carker had been fluttering his papers, and muttering little abstracts of their contents to himself.
Someone spoke to him, and he replied and seemed surprised; and after a few words, the two approached together. 'Harriet, said her brother, lighting in their late visitor, and speaking in a low voice, 'Mr Morfin the gentleman so long in Dombey's House with James. His sister started back, as if a ghost had entered.
'They were adjoining rooms; had been one, Perhaps, originally; and were separated, as Mr Morfin says, said her brother, looking back to him for the resumption of his explanation. 'I have whistled, hummed tunes, gone accurately through the whole of Beethoven's Sonata in B, to let him know that I was within hearing, said Mr Morfin; 'but he never heeded 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.
'One other word before you leave me, dear Sir, said Harriet. 'There is no danger in all this? 'How danger? he returned, with a little hesitation. 'To the credit of the House? 'I cannot help answering you plainly, and trusting you completely, said Mr Morfin, after a moment's survey of her face. 'You may. Indeed you may! 'I am sure I may. Danger to the House's credit?
Each of these gentlemen occupied a little chamber like a bath-room, opening from the passage outside Mr Dombey's door. Mr Carker, as Grand Vizier, inhabited the room that was nearest to the Sultan. Mr Morfin, as an officer of inferior state, inhabited the room that was nearest to the clerks.
Between Mr Dombey and the common world, as it was accessible through the medium of the outer office to which Mr Dombey's presence in his own room may be said to have struck like damp, or cold air there were two degrees of descent. Mr Carker in his own office was the first step; Mr Morfin, in his own office, was the second.
'That he has abused his trust in many ways, said Mr Morfin; 'that he has oftener dealt and speculated to advantage for himself, than for the House he represented; that he has led the House on, to prodigious ventures, often resulting in enormous losses; that he has always pampered the vanity and ambition of his employer, when it was his duty to have held them in check, and shown, as it was in his power to do, to what they tended here or there; will not, perhaps, surprise you now.
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