At your service.' Mr Carker's excessively friendly inclinations towards the Major, and Mr Carker's admiration of his roughness, toughness, and plainness, gleamed out of every tooth in Mr Carker's head.
'And now, Sir,' said the Major, 'you and Dombey have the devil's own amount of business to talk over.' 'By no means, Major,' observed Mr Dombey.
'Dombey,' said the Major, defiantly, 'I know better; a man of your mark--the Colossus of commerce--is not to be interrupted.

Your moments are precious.

We shall meet at dinner-time.

In the interval, old Joseph will be scarce.

The dinner-hour is a sharp seven, Mr Carker.' With that, the Major, greatly swollen as to his face, withdrew; but immediately putting in his head at the door again, said: 'I beg your pardon.