Dombey and SonBradbury and Evans, 1848 - Всего страниц: 624 Paul Dombey is a cold, unbending, pompous merchant, and a widower with two children - Paul and Florence. His chief ambition is to perpetuate the firm-name. He dreams of passing his business on to his son. Dombey dotes on his son, and neglects and mistreats his daughter.The "son" in the title of the book is incapable of ever joining the firm. A sickly and odd child, Paul dies at the age of six. Dombey pours his resentment and anger out on his daughter, whom he pushes away despite her efforts to earn her father's love.Eventually Dombey remarries, after literally acquiring his new wife from her father in a commercial transaction. Dombey is as bad a husband as he is a father and his marriage is loveless. His new bride hates Dombey and eventually runs off with Canker, his business manager. Dombey characteristically blames Florence for this reversal, and strikes her, causing Florence to run away as well.Abandoned by everyone, Dombey loses his business and goes half insane, living in his decaying house. Dombey is eventually reconciled to his daughter, who always a doormat forgives her father........ |
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... speak of ; none worth mentioning . There had been a girl some six years before , and the child , who had stolen into the chamber unobserved , was now crouching timidly , in a corner whence she could see her mother's face . But what was ...
... speak of ; none worth mentioning . There had been a girl some six years before , and the child , who had stolen into the chamber unobserved , was now crouching timidly , in a corner whence she could see her mother's face . But what was ...
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... speak to him ? They want to lay your little boy - the baby , Fanny , you know ; you have hardly seen him yet , I think - in bed ; but they can't till you rouse yourself a little . Don't you think it's time you roused yourself a little ...
... speak to him ? They want to lay your little boy - the baby , Fanny , you know ; you have hardly seen him yet , I think - in bed ; but they can't till you rouse yourself a little . Don't you think it's time you roused yourself a little ...
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... speak gruff , as at the present time . But it is ashes , Mum , not crustiness . " Miss Tox seemed to be so little enlightened by this reply , as to find a difficulty in pursuing the subject . But Mrs. Chick relieved her , by catering ...
... speak gruff , as at the present time . But it is ashes , Mum , not crustiness . " Miss Tox seemed to be so little enlightened by this reply , as to find a difficulty in pursuing the subject . But Mrs. Chick relieved her , by catering ...
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... speak , but his Uncle held up his hand . " Therefore Wally - therefore it is that I am anxious you should be early in the busy world , and on the world's track . I am only the ghost of this business - its substance vanished long ago ...
... speak , but his Uncle held up his hand . " Therefore Wally - therefore it is that I am anxious you should be early in the busy world , and on the world's track . I am only the ghost of this business - its substance vanished long ago ...
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... speak to me. That's not often, though.” “I think your own idea is the best,” he answered : looking from Florence to ... speak of Mr. Carker the junior, Miss Florence: ” “No,” returned the child, mildly, “I don't often hear papa speak ...
... speak to me. That's not often, though.” “I think your own idea is the best,” he answered : looking from Florence to ... speak of Mr. Carker the junior, Miss Florence: ” “No,” returned the child, mildly, “I don't often hear papa speak ...
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Стр. 138 - The golden ripple on the wall came back again, and nothing else stirred in the room. The old, old fashion! The fashion that came in with our first garments, and will last unchanged until our race has run its course, and the wide firmament is rolled up like a scroll. The old, old fashion—Death!
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Стр. 80 - In fact, Doctor Blimber's establishment was a great hothouse, in which there was a forcing apparatus incessantly at work. All the boys blew before their time. Mental green peas were produced at Christmas, and intellectual asparagus all the year round. Mathematical gooseberries (very sour ones too) were common at untimely seasons, and from mere sprouts of bushes, under Doctor Blimber's cultivation. Every description of Greek and Latin vegetable was got off the dryest twigs of boys, under the frostiest...
Стр. 81 - This was all very pleasant and ingenious, but the system of forcing was attended with its usual disadvantages. There was not the right taste about the premature productions, and they didn't keep well. Moreover, one young gentleman, with a swollen nose and an excessively large head (the oldest of the ten who had " gone through" everything), suddenly left off blowing one day, and remained in the establishment a mere stalk.
Стр. 135 - When the sunbeams struck into his room through the rustling blinds, and quivered on the opposite wall like golden water, he knew that evening was coming on, and that the sky was red and beautiful. As the reflection died away, and a gloom went creeping up the wall, he watched it deepen, deepen, deepen, into night.
Стр. 133 - To and from the heart of this great change, all day and night, throbbing currents rushed and returned incessantly like its life's blood. Crowds of people and mountains of goods, departing and arriving scores upon scores of times in every four-and-twenty hours, produced a fermentation in the place that was always in action.
Стр. 182 - The power that forced itself upon its iron way — its own — defiant of all paths and roads, piercing through the heart of every obstacle, and dragging living creatures of all classes, ages, and degrees behind it...
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