Should I express my meaning,' said Miss Tox, with peculiar sweetness,'if I designated it an infantine Boarding-House of a very select description ?' 'On an exceedingly limited and particular scale,' suggested Mrs Chick, with a glance at her brother.
'Oh! Exclusion itself!' said Miss Tox.
There was something in this.

Mrs Pipchin's husband having broken his heart of the Peruvian mines was good.

It had a rich sound.

Besides, Mr Dombey was in a state almost amounting to consternation at the idea of Paul remaining where he was one hour after his removal had been recommended by the medical practitioner.

It was a stoppage and delay upon the road the child must traverse, slowly at the best, before the goal was reached.