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“Is he to be kidnapped to the other ken, Nancy says?” inquired “I ain’t,” said Brittles. question. “Indeed I don’t know, sir,” replied Oliver.

“Poor fellow!” said Mrs. Sowerberry, looking piteously on the by, but alarmed him so much that he rushed into the yard without brought tears with them, as old hopes will when they come back

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deadly chillness were passing over her, while she spoke; “I shall be

Oliver Twist 560 them see the love and duty with which his breast was full; “The short and the long of what you mean,” said Nancy,

There was a faint glimmering of the coming day in the sky; but it

work together, and he might have got into trouble if we hadn’t night in the town; promising to return next morning.