I frankly tell you, Sir, I give it up altogether.

I feel that I could not satisfy my own mind; and Heaven knows, Mr Dombey, you can afford to dispense with the endeavour.' If he had carried these words about with him printed on a placard, and had constantly offered it to Mr Dombey's perusal on the breast of his coat, he could not have been more explicit than he was.
This was Carker the Manager.

Mr Carker the Junior, Walter's friend, was his brother; two or three years older than he, but widely removed in station.

The younger brother's post was on the top of the official ladder; the elder brother's at the bottom.

The elder brother never gained a stave, or raised his foot to mount one.