The moment he ceased, she looked at him again.

"That'll do, Molly," said Mr.
Jaggers, giving her a slight nod; "you have been admired, and can go." She withdrew her hands and went out of the room, and Mr.Jaggers, putting the decanters on from his dumb-waiter, filled his glass and passed round the wine.
"At half-past nine, gentlemen," said he, "we must break up.

Pray make the best use of your time.

I am glad to see you all.

Mr.Drummle, I drink to you." If his object in singling out Drummle were to bring him out still more, it perfectly succeeded.