Wide awake is old Joe--broad awake, and staring, Sir!' There was no doubt of this last assertion being true, and to a very fearful extent; as it continued to be during the greater part of that night, which the Major chiefly passed in similar exclamations, diversified with fits of coughing and choking that startled the whole house.
It was on the day after this occasion (being Sunday) when, as Mr Dombey, Mrs Chick, and Miss Tox were sitting at breakfast, still eulogising the Major, Florence came running in: her face suffused with a bright colour, and her eyes sparkling joyfully: and cried, 'Papa! Papa! Here's Walter! and he won't come in.' 'Who ?' cried Mr Dombey.

'What does she mean?
What is this ?' 'Walter, Papa!' said Florence timidly; sensible of having approached the presence with too much familiarity.

'Who found me when I was lost.' 'Does she mean young Gay, Louisa ?' inquired Mr Dombey, knitting his brows.

'Really, this child's manners have become very boisterous.

She cannot mean young Gay, I think.