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

were numerous. But the Chicken had registered a vow, in secret, that he
would never leave Mr. Toots (who was secretly pining to get rid of him), for
any less consideration than the good-will and fixtures of a public-house;
and being ambitious to go into that line, and drink himself to death as soon
as possible, he felt it his cue to make his company unacceptable.
The night-coach by which Susan was to go, was on the point of departure. Mr.
Toots having put per inside, lingered by the window, irresolutely, until the
driver was about to mount; when, standing on the step, and putting in a face
that by the light of the lamp was anxious and confused, he said abruptly:
'I say, Susan! Miss Dombey, you know--'
'Yes, Sir.'
'Do you think she could--you know--eh?'
'I beg your pardon, Mr. Toots,' said Susan, 'but I don't hear you.'
'Do you think she could be brought, you know--not exactly at once, but in
time--in a long time--to--to love me, you know? There!' said poor Mr. Toots.
'Oh dear no!' returned Susan, shaking her head. 'I should say, never.
Ne--ver!'
'Thank'ee!' said Mr. Toots. 'It's of no consequence. Good night. It's of no
consequence, thank'ee!'
CHAPTER XLV