'Look at him,' he said.

'Look at Gills.
If they was to sell off these things now, he'd die of it.

You know he would.

We mustn't leave a stone unturned--and there's a stone for you.' 'A stone!--Mr Dombey!' faltered Walter.
'You run round to the office, first of all, and see if he's there,' said Captain Cuttle, clapping him on the back.

'Quick!' Walter felt he must not dispute the command--a glance at his Uncle would have determined him if he had felt otherwise--and disappeared to execute it.