But without stopping to make any inquiry on this point, Martin Chuzzlewit signed to his young companion to withdraw, which she immediately did, along with the landlady leaving him and Mr Pecksniff alone together.

For some time they looked at each other in silence; or rather the old man looked at Mr Pecksniff, and Mr Pecksniff again closing his eyes on all outward objects, took an inward survey of his own breast.

That it amply repaid him for his trouble, and afforded a delicious and enchanting prospect, was clear from the expression of his face.
'You wish me to speak to you as to a total stranger,' said the old man, 'do you ?' Mr Pecksniff replied, by a shrug of his shoulders and an apparent turning round of his eyes in their sockets before he opened them, that he was still reduced to the necessity of entertaining that desire.
'You shall be gratified,' said Martin.

'Sir, I am a rich man.

Not so rich as some suppose, perhaps, but yet wealthy.