Mr. Dombey was very ill for a long time. When he recovered he was no longer his old self, but a gentle, loving, white-haired old man. Walter did not go to sea again, but found a position of great trust and confidence in London, and in their home the old man felt growing stronger and stronger his new-found love for the daughter whom till now he had never really known. Florence never saw Edith again but once. Then the latter came back to bid her farewell for ever before she went to live in Italy. In these years Edith had seen her own pride and grieved for her fault. There were tears in her stern, dark eyes when Florence asked if she would send some message to Mr. Dombey. "Tell him," she answered, "that if in his own present he can find a reason to think less bitterly of me, I asked him to do so. I will try to forgive him his share of blame; let him try to forgive me mine." Time went happily by in the home of Walter and Florence. They often visited the little shop where stood the wooden midshipman, now in a new suit of paint. The sign above the door had become "Gills and Cuttle," for Old Sol and the Captain had gone into partnership, and the firm had grown rich through the successes of some of Solomon Gills's old investments which had finally turned out well. Walter was beloved by everybody who knew him, and in time refounded the old firm of Dombey and Son. Often in the summer, on the sea-beach, old Mr. Dombey might have been seen wandering with Florence's little children. The oldest was little Paul, and he thought of him sometimes almost as of the other little Paul who died. But most of all the old gentleman loved the little girl. He could not bear to see her sit apart or with a cloud on her face. He often stole away to look at her in her sleep, and was fondest and most loving to her when there was no one by. The child used to say then sometimes: "Dear grandpa, why do you cry when you kiss me?" But he would only answer, "Little Florence! Little Florence!" and smooth away the curls that shaded her earnest eyes. THE POSTHUMOUS PAPERS OF THE PICKWICK CLUB Published 1836-1837 _Scene_: London, Neighboring Towns, Bath, and the Country _Time_: 1827 to 1831 CHARACTERS Mr. Samuel Pickwick A gentleman of an inquiring mind Founder and chairman of "The Pickwick Club" Sam Weller His body-servant Mrs. Bardell His London landlady Tupman } } Snodgrass} Members of "The Pickwick Club" } Winkle } Alfred Jingle A strolling actor and adventurer Later, known as "Fitz-Marshall" Job Trotter His servant Mrs. Budger A rich widow Doctor Slammer An army surgeon Mrs. Budger's suitor