Good-bye!' She would not have put out her hand, it seemed, but that Mr Meagles put out his so straight before her that she could not pass it.

She put hers in it, and it lay there just as it had lain upon the couch.
'Good-bye!' said Mr Meagles.

'This is the last good-bye upon the list, for Mother and I have just said it to Mr Clennam here, and he only waits to say it to Pet.

Good-bye! We may never meet again.' 'In our course through life we shall meet the people who are coming to meet us, from many strange places and by many strange roads,' was the composed reply; 'and what it is set to us to do to them, and what it is set to them to do to us, will all be done.' There was something in the manner of these words that jarred upon Pet's ear.

It implied that what was to be done was necessarily evil, and it caused her to say in a whisper, 'O Father!' and to shrink childishly, in her spoilt way, a little closer to him.