CHARLES DICKENS DOMBEY AND SON CHAPTER I Dombey and ...

'Why how can I go and fetch him when I don't know where to go?' whimpered
the baited Rob. 'How can you be so unreasonable?'
'Did Mr. Gills say when he should be home?' asked Florence.
'Yes, Miss,' replied Rob, with another application of his knuckles to his
hair. 'He said he should be home early in the afternoon; in about a couple
of hours from now, Miss.'
'Is he very anxious about his nephew?' inquired Susan.
'Yes, Miss,' returned Rob, preferring to address himself to Florence and
slighting Nipper; 'I should say he was very much so. He ain't indoors, Miss,
not a quarter of an hour together. He can't settle in one place five
minutes. He goes about, like a--just like a stray,' said Rob, stooping to
get a glimpse of the pigeons through the window, and checking himself, with
his fingers half-way to his mouth, on the verge of another whistle.
'Do you know a friend of Mr. Gills, called Captain Cuttle?' inquired
Florence, after a moment's reflection.
'Him with a hook, Miss?' rejoined Rob, with an illustrative twist of his
left hand. 'Yes, Miss. He was here the day before yesterday.'
'Has he not been here since?' asked Susan.
'No, Miss,' returned Rob, still addressing his reply to Florence.
'Perhaps Walter's uncle has gone there, Susan,' observed Florence, turning
to her.
'To Captain Cuttle's, Miss?' interposed Rob; 'no, he's not gone there, Miss.
Because he left particular word that if Captain Cuttle called, I should tell
him how surprised he was, not to have seen him yesterday, and should make
him stop till he came back.'