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

'Oh, wouldn't he, Mrs. Richards!' retorted Nipper, 'he'd like it very much,
I think, when he was asked.'
'You wouldn't ask him, I suppose, at all?' said Polly.
'No, Mrs. Richards, quite contrairy,'returned Susan, 'and them tow
inspectors Tox and Chick, not intending to be on duty to-morrow, as I heard
'em say, me and Miss Floy will go along with you to-morrow morning, and
welcome, Mrs. Richards, if you like, for we may as well walk there, as up
and down a street, and better too.'
Polly rejected the idea pretty stoutly at first; but by little and little
she began to entertain it, as she entertained more and more distinctly the
forbidden pictures of her children, and her own home. At length, arguing
that there could be no great harm in calling for a moment at the door, she
yielded to the Nipper proposition.
The matter being settled thus, little Paul began to cry most piteously, as
if he had a foreboding that no good would come of it.
'What's the matter with the child?' asked Susan.
'He's cold, I think,' said Polly, walking with him to and fro, and hushing
him.
It was a bleak autumnal afternoon indeed; and as she walked, and hushed,
and, glancing through the dreary windown, pressed the little fellow closer
to her breast, the withered leaves came showering down.