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husband having broken his heart of the Peruvian
mines. was good. II had rich sound. Beside
Mr.. Dombey was in state almost amounting
to CONSERVATION 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. Their recommendation
of Mrs. Pipchin had great weight with.him for
he knew that they were jealous of any interfe-
renee with their charge, and he never for a mo-
nent took it into account that they might be So
llcltous TO divide responsibility of which he
had as shown just now. his own established
views. Broke his heart of the Peruvian mines.
unused Mr.. Dombcy. Well a very respectable
way of doing it.
Surprising we should decide. on Tomorrow
inquiries, to send Paul down to Brighton to this
lady who would - with him 2 inquired Mr..
Dombey after some reflection.
L do mt think you could send the child any,
where at present without Florence my dear
Paul. returned his sister, hcsitating. 1t :
quite an intatuaton with him. lie S very
young. you know and has his fancies.'
Mr. Dombcy turned his head away. and going
slowly TO the bookcase, and unlocking it.
brought back book to read.
Anybody else Louisa 2 he said, without
looking up, and turning over the leaves
Wlckam, of course. Wckam would be
quite sufficient. should say, returned his sister
Paul being in such hands as Mrs. Pipchin's
You could hardly send anybody who would be
farther check upon her You would 90 down
yourself once a week at least, of course
Oh course said Mr.. Dombey and sat look
ing at one page for an hour aiterward. without
reading one word.
This celebrated Mrs. Pipchin was mcrvcl-
Lone ill-f,, r,I IL
STOPPING figure, with a notified face, like bad
marble. a hook nose. and hard grey eve. that
looked as if it might have been hammered at on
an anvil without sustaining any injury Forty
years at least had elapsed since the Peruvian
mines had been the death ofMr. Pipchin but his
relict stlll wore black bombazine. Of such n ms
trclcss. deep dead, sonlbre shade that gas tsolt
could mt light her up after dark. and her pre.
scnce was quencher TO any number of can.
dies. She was generally spoken of as a area,
| manager of children ;and the secret of her ma
! narement was to give them ever thing that they
didn't like. and nothing that they did-whjcl
was found to sweeten their dispositions very
much.-Shc was such a bitter old lady. that on,
: was tempted to believe there had been som,
= mistake in the application of the Peruvian ma
G chinary. and that all her waters of claancss an,
. milk of human kindness had been pumped on
t dry. instead ofthe mines.
i The Castle of this ogress and child-ouellr
e was in a steep bye-steet at Brighton whore TN
e soil was more than usually chakv ilintv. an
t sterile, and the houses were more than usuall
/. brittle and thin whore the small from, r,rIen
e had the unaccountabe property Of PRODUCING no
thing but marigolds. whatever were sown i
:. them and were snlils were constantly disco
= vcrcd holding on TO the street doors. and othe
}, public places they We're not expected to orna
,a,Nt l., tIs,f -, - 4
the winter time the air couldn't be GOT ont of I'll
d Castle. and in the summertime it couldn be Or
4, in. There was such continual reverberatio
of wind init that it sounded like great shell
d which the inhabitants We're obliged TO hold
IL their ears night and day, whether they liked
n or no.
e II was not. naturally, a fresll-smcnr house
l. and in the window of the front parlor. whic
d was never opened. Mrs. Pipchin kept II collec
/. ton OF plants in pots, which impaired an earth
flavor of their own TO the establishment. How
d ever choice examples of their kind. too. thes
L plants were o. a kind peculiarly adaptcd TO til
e Enforcement of Mrs. Pip,hin There wer
IS half dozen specimens Of the cactus. within
round bits of lath, like hairy scrponts :anothe
X specimen shooting out broad claws. like a gree
II lobster several creeping vegetables possesse
t. of sticky and adhesive leaves and one uncom
t. Portable tlower-pot hanging to the ceiling. whic
G appeared to have boiled over, and tickling peopl
l. underneath with Its long green ends. remnde
J. them of spiders-n which Mrs. Pipchns dive
ling was uncommonly prolific, though perfar
it challenged competition still more proudly. i
1t the season, in poin of elrwigs
Mrs. Pipchln's scale of charges being hirl
n however to all who could afford to pay. and Mr.
= Ppchin very seldom swcetening tn equable ac
re dity of her nature in favor of ANYBODY. she wa
Y held to be anod lady OF remarkable irmnoss. VIII
1. was quit scientific in her knowlelre of IN
y childish character. On this reputation. and o
II the broken heart of Mr.. Ppchin, she had cor
| trivcd, taking one year with another. to exc OF
le tolcrably sufficient living, since her husband
a demise. Within three days after Mrs. Chick
! first ausion TO her, this excellent old lady Ina
ri the satisfaction of anticipating handsome a,
H. dlton to her current receipts. from the pocket
l. Mr.. Donbey land of receiving Florence an
her little brother Paul. as inmates OF the Cast
r. Mr.. Chick and Miss Tox, who had brouul
ol them down on the previous night (Which they a
passed at an hotel.) had Just driven away frol
Is the door on their journey home again and Mr.
Us Plpcnn, with her back TO the fire. stood review
e. ing the new corners, like an old soldier. Mr.
a. lipchlns middIe-aged neice, her good-naturt
4 and devoted slave, but possessing gaunt al
d. iron-bound aspect. and much afflicted with boi
~ on her nose, was divesting Master Bitherstone
the clean collar he had worn on parade. Mi
Pankey, the only other little boanler at prescn
in had that moment been walked off TO the Cast
Dungeon, Gan empty apartment at the back. d.
I'd voted to correctional purposes, for having sni
1t fed thrice in the presence visitors
a. Well. Sir said Mrs. Pipchin to Paul no
le do YOU think you shall like me p
I'd i don't think shall like YOU at all reptile
e. Paul, Il want to 60 away. This isn't II
il house
IL No. It's mine retorted Mrs. Pipchin.
Is very nasty one, SAID Paul.
n There's a worse place in it than this though
r. said Mrs. Pipchin, where We shut up our b;
d. boys
~ Has he ever been in it ? asked Paul poil
Is ting out Master Bitherstone.
at Mrs. Pipchin nodded assent; and Paul ha
er enough to do for the rest ofthe dav in snrveyin
a. Master Bitherstoue from head TO foot. and wa,cl
t. ing all the workings of his countenance. wit
to the interest attaching to a boy of mysterious an
rs terrible experiences.
a. AT one O'Clock there was dinner. chiefly
"a the tarenaceous and vegetable kind. when Mis-
Pankey "a mild little blue-eyed morsel ola chill
m who was shampooed every morning. and seem,
I'd in danger OF being rubbed away. altogether
was led in IRON captivity by the opress herseI
y, and instructed that nobody who shifted belo
o, visitors everwent 10 Heaven. When this ure
l truth had been thoroughly impressed upo1 he
c- she was RECALLED with rice land subsequently r.
no .Da4. tod hot u. e