Noteventheinfluenceofthesofterpassionontheyounggentlemen——andtheyall，toaboy，doatedonFlorence——couldrestrainthemfromtakingquiteanoisyleaveofPaul；wavinghatsafterhim，pressingdownstairstoshakehandswithhim，cryingindividually`Dombey，don\'tforgetme！\'
andindulginginmanysuchebullitionsoffeeling，uncommonamongthoseyoungChesterfields。PaulwhisperedFlorence，asshewrappedhimupbeforethedoorwasopened，Didshehearthem？Wouldsheeverforgetit？Wasshegladtoknowit？Andalivelydelightwasinhiseyesashespoketoher。
Once，foralastlook，heturnedandgazeduponthefacesthusaddressedtohim，surprisedtoseehowshiningandhowbright，andnumeroustheywere，andhowtheywereallpiledandheapedup，asfacesareatcrowdedtheatres。Theyswambeforehimashelooked，likefacesinanagitatedglass；andnextmomenthewasinthedarkcoachoutside，holdingclosetoFlorence。Fromthattime，wheneverhethoughtofDoctorBlimber\'s，itcamebackashehadseenitinthislastview；anditneverseemedtobearealplaceagain，butalwaysadream，fullofeyes。
ThiswasnotquitethelastofDoctorBlimber\'s，however。Therewassomethingelse。TherewasMr。Toots。Who，unexpectedlylettingdownoneofthecoach-windows，andlookingin，said，withamostegregiouschuckle，`IsDombeythere？\'andimmediatelyputitupagain，withoutwaitingforananswer。NorwasthisquitethelastofMr。Toots，even；forbeforethecoachmancoulddriveoff，heassuddenlyletdowntheotherwindow，andlookinginwithapreciselysimilarchuckle，saidinapreciselysimilartoneofvoice，`IsDombeythere？\'anddisappearedpreciselyasbefore。
HowFlorencelaughed！Pauloftenrememberedit，andlaughedhimselfwheneverhedidso。