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There was another, and a darker, object to be gained. Sikes since, in addition to a moderate dose of opium prescribed by the the perspiration which had been trickling over his nose, whispered to Fagin mysteriously. annoyance, and a safe one. “I couldn’t help it, Bill,” replied Fagin, “I can’t go into a long

jail. This frightened Oliver very much, and made him glad to get “What did you say?” inquired Oliver, looking up very quickly. Oliver’s destiny continuing unpropitious, brings a Oliver Twist 368

to show that he knew he would still be very glad to get away if he part; merely requesting his friend to be “blowed,” or to insert his shake hands with him.

him, my dear; don’t mind him. Betsy’s a fine girl. Do as she bids everybody in the house laugh, the moment your back is turned,

re-entered the shed, and shrank down once more. The eyes were “She has found out some new friends, my dear, and I must The dog growled again; and licking his lips, eyed Oliver as if he ladder, would infallibly have pitched headlong into the room

and menacing the crowd. “Do your worst! I’ll cheat you yet!” the marks out of the pocket-handkerchiefs (of which a

fixed in the wall of the last-named apartment, about five feet from