Bring him on, Cornelia, bring him on.' Miss Blimber received her young ward from the Doctor's hands; and Paul, feeling that the spectacles were surveying him, cast down his eyes.
'How old are you, Dombey ?' said Miss Blimber.
'Six,' answered Paul, wondering, as he stole a glance at the young lady, why her hair didn't grow long like Florence's, and why she was like a boy.
'How much do you know of your Latin Grammar, Dombey ?' said Miss Blimber.
'None of it,' answered Paul.

Feeling that the answer was a shock to Miss Blimber's sensibility, he looked up at the three faces that were looking down at him, and said: 'I have'n't been well.

I have been a weak child.

I couldn't learn a Latin Grammar when I was out, every day, with old Glubb.

I wish you'd tell old Glubb to come and see me, if you please.' 'What a dreadfully low name' said Mrs Blimber.