'On Saturdays and Sundays.' 'And you'll try and learn a great deal here, and be a clever man,' said Mr Dombey; 'won't you ?' 'I'll try,' returned the child, wearily.
'And you'll soon be grown up now!' said Mr Dombey.
'Oh! very soon!' replied the child.

Once more the old, old look passed rapidly across his features like a strange light.

It fell on Mrs Pipchin, and extinguished itself in her black dress.

That excellent ogress stepped forward to take leave and to bear off Florence, which she had long been thirsting to do.

The move on her part roused Mr Dombey, whose eyes were fixed on Paul.