The old lady smilingly returned his salutation, and, closing the door, went back to her own room.
He merely returned their salutations with a wave of his hand, and relaxed not in his dignified pace, until he reached the farm where Mrs. Mann tended the infant paupers with parochial care.
Now, Mr. Bumble was a fat man, and a choleric; so, instead of responding to this open-hearted salutation in a kindred spirit, he gave the little wicket a tremendous shake, and then bestowed upon it a kick which could have emanated from no leg but a beadle’s.
The former now held out his hand to Harry Maylie; and hearty salutations were exchanged between them.
He eyed Bumble askance, as he entered, but scarcely deigned to nod his head in acknowledgment of his salutation.
This salutation was addressed to Mr. Brownlow, who had stepped up to within a short distance of the respectable couple.
He replied to their salutations in the same way; but bestowed no closer recognition until he reached the further end of the alley; when he stopped, to address a salesman of small stature, who had squeezed as much of his person into a child’s chair as the chair would hold, and was smoking a pipe at his warehouse door.
There are no more uses of "salutation" in the book.