Mr Dombey has gone home long ago.

I suppose we must go home too?
or, stay.

Suppose I take you to my Uncle's, where I live--it's very near here--and go to your house in a coach to tell them you are safe, and bring you back some clothes.

Won't that be best ?' 'I think so,' answered Florence.

'Don't you?
What do you think ?' As they stood deliberating in the street, a man passed them, who glanced quickly at Walter as he went by, as if he recognised him; but seeming to correct that first impression, he passed on without stopping.
'Why, I think it's Mr Carker,' said Walter.