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

attitude of terror that transfixed him where he stood. 'Don't say that
word!'
He never, from that hour, forgot the voice and look with which she stopped
him at the name. He felt that if he were to live a hundred years, he never
could forget it.
Somewhere--anywhere--but never home! All past, all gone, all lost, and
broken up! The whole history of her untold slight and suffering was in the
cry and look; and he felt he never could forget it, and he never did.
She laid her gentle face upon the Captain's shoulder, and related how and
why she had fled. If every sorrowing tear she shed in doing so, had been a
curse upon the head of him she never named or blamed, it would have been
better for him, Walter thought, with awe, than to be renounced out of such a
strength and might of love.
'There, precious!' said the Captain, when she ceased; and deep attention the
Captain had paid to her while she spoke; listening, with his glazed hat all
awry and his mouth wide open. 'Awast, awast, my eyes! Wal'r, dear lad, sheer
off for to-night, and leave the pretty one to me!'
Walter took her hand in both of his, and put it to his lips, and kissed it.
He knew now that she was, indeed, a homeless wandering fugitive; but, richer
to him so, than in all the wealth and pride of her right station, she seemed
farther off than even on the height that had made him giddy in his boyish
dreams.
Captain Cuttle, perplexed by no such meditations, guarded Florence to her
room, and watched at intervals upon the charmed ground outside her door--for
such it truly was to him--until he felt sufficiently easy in his mind about
her, to turn in under the counter. On abandoning his watch for that purpose,
he could not help calling once, rapturously, through the keyhole, 'Drownded.
An't he, pretty?'--or, when he got down stairs, making another trial at that
verse of Lovely Peg. But it stuck in his throat somehow, and he could make
nothing of it; so he went to bed, and dreamed that old Sol Gills was married