Sir Barnet Skettles brought up Skettles Junior to shake hands with him, and asked him if he would remember to tell his good Papa, with his best compliments, that he, Sir Barnet Skettles, had said he hoped the two young gentlemen would become intimately acquainted.

Lady Skettles kissed him, and patted his hair upon his brow, and held him in her arms; and even Mrs Baps--poor Mrs Baps! Paul was glad of that--came over from beside the music-book of the gentleman who played the harp, and took leave of him quite as heartily as anybody in the room.
'Good-bye, Doctor Blimber,' said Paul, stretching out his hand.
'Good-bye, my little friend,' returned the Doctor.
'I'm very much obliged to you, Sir,' said Paul, looking innocently up into his awful face.

'Ask them to take care of Diogenes, if you please.' Diogenes was the dog: who had never in his life received a friend into his confidence, before Paul.

The Doctor promised that every attention should be paid to Diogenes in Paul's absence, and Paul having again thanked him, and shaken hands with him, bade adieu to Mrs Blimber and Cornelia with such heartfelt earnestness that Mrs Blimber forgot from that moment to mention Cicero to Lady Skettles, though she had fully intended it all the evening.

Cornelia, taking both Paul's hands in hers, said,'Dombey, Dombey, you have always been my favourite pupil.