He will be delighted, I am sure, with Mrs Granger's taste and skill.' 'Damme, Sir!' cried Major Bagstock, 'my opinion is, that you're the admirable Carker, and can do anything.' 'Oh!' smiled Carker, with humility, 'you are much too sanguine, Major Bagstock.

I can do very little.

But Mr Dombey is so generous in his estimation of any trivial accomplishment a man like myself may find it almost necessary to acquire, and to which, in his very different sphere, he is far superior, that--' Mr Carker shrugged his shoulders, deprecating further praise, and said no more.
All this time, Edith never raised her eyes, unless to glance towards her mother when that lady's fervent spirit shone forth in words.

But as Carker ceased, she looked at Mr Dombey for a moment.

For a moment only; but with a transient gleam of scornful wonder on her face, not lost on one observer, who was smiling round the board.
Mr Dombey caught the dark eyelash in its descent, and took the opportunity of arresting it.
'You have been to Warwick often, unfortunately ?' said Mr Dombey.
'Several times.' 'The visit will be tedious to you, I am afraid.' 'Oh no; not at all.' 'Ah! You are like your cousin Feenix, my dearest Edith,' said Mrs Skewton.