 very artful and politic measure of leaving a card for
Mr. Dombey daily, the brain of Mr. Toots had not worked much in reference to the
subject that held his feelings prisoner. But deep consideration at length
assured Mr. Toots that an important step to gain, was, the conciliation of Miss
Susan Nipper, preparatory to giving her some inkling of his state of mind.
    A little light and playful gallantry towards this lady seemed the means to
employ in that early chapter of the history, for winning her to his interests.
Not being able quite to make up his mind about it, he consulted the Chicken -
without taking that gentleman into his confidence; merely informing him that a
friend in Yorkshire had written to him (Mr. Toots) for his opinion on such a
question. The Chicken replying that his opinion always was, »Go in and win,« and
further, »When your man's before you and your work cut out, go in and do it,«
Mr. Toots considered this a figurative way of supporting his own view of the
case, and heroically resolved to kiss Miss Nipper next day.
    Upon the next day, therefore, Mr. Toots, putting into requisition some of
the greatest marvels that Burgess and Co. had ever turned out, went off to Mr.
Dombey's upon this design. But his heart failed him so much as he approached the
scene of action, that, although he arrived on the ground at three o'clock in the
afternoon, it was six before he knocked at the door.
    Everything happened as usual, down to the point where Susan said her young
mistress was well, and Mr. Toots said it was of no consequence. To her
amazement, Mr. Toots, instead of going off like a rocket, after that
observation, lingered and chuckled.
    »Perhaps you'd like to walk up stairs, Sir!« said Susan.
    »Well, I think I will come in!« said Mr. Toots.
    But instead of walking up stairs, the bold Toots made an awkward plunge at
Susan when the door was shut, and embracing that fair creature, kissed her on
the cheek.
    »Go along with you!« cried Susan, »or I'll tear your eyes out.«
    »Just another!« said Mr. Toots.
    »Go along with you!« exclaimed Susan, giving him a push. »Innocents like
you, too! Who'll begin next? Go along, Sir!«
    Susan was not in any serious strait, for she could hardly speak
