Why don't you tell me something to the purpose ?' The Major laughed, and kissed the hand she had bestowed upon him, and laughed again immensely.
'Is there as much Heart in Mr Dombey as I gave him credit for ?' languished Cleopatra tenderly.

'Do you think he is in earnest, my dear Major?
Would you recommend his being spoken to, or his being left alone?
Now tell me, like a dear man, what would you advise.' 'Shall we marry him to Edith Granger, Ma'am ?' chuckled the Major, hoarsely.
'Mysterious creature!' returned Cleopatra, bringing her fan to bear upon the Major's nose.

'How can we marry him ?' 'Shall we marry him to Edith Granger, Ma'am, I say ?' chuckled the Major again.
Mrs Skewton returned no answer in words, but smiled upon the Major with so much archness and vivacity, that that gallant officer considering himself challenged, would have imprinted a kiss on her exceedingly red lips, but for her interposing the fan with a very winning and juvenile dexterity.

It might have been in modesty; it might have been in apprehension of some danger to their bloom.
'Dombey, Ma'am,' said the Major, 'is a great catch.' 'Oh, mercenary wretch!' cried Cleopatra, with a little shriek, 'I am shocked.' 'And Dombey, Ma'am,' pursued the Major, thrusting forward his head, and distending his eyes, 'is in earnest.

Joseph says it; Bagstock knows it; J.B.keeps him to the mark.