Chapter 23

           Thenightwasbittercold.Thesnowlayontheground,frozenintoahardthickcrust,sothatonlytheheapsthathaddriftedintobywaysandcornerswereaffectedbythesharpwindthathowledabroad:which,asifexpendingincreasedfuryonsuchpreyasitfound,caughtitsavagelyupinclouds,and,whirlingitintoathousandmistyeddies,scattereditinair.Bleak,dark,andpiercingcold,itwasanightforthewell-housedandfedtodrawroundthebrightfireandthankGodtheywereathome;andforthehomeless,starvingwretchtolayhimdownanddie.Manyhunger-wornoutcastsclosetheireyesinourbarestreets,atsuchtimes,who,lettheircrimeshavebeenwhattheymay,canhardlyopentheminamorebitterworld.

           Suchwastheaspectofout-of-doorsaffairs,whenMr.Corney,thematronoftheworkhousetowhichourreadershavebeenalreadyintroducedasthebirthplaceofOliverTwist,satherselfdownbeforeacheerfulfireinherownlittleroom,andglanced,withnosmalldegreeofcomplacency,atasmallroundtable:onwhichstoodatrayofcorrespondingsize,furnishedwithallnecessarymaterialsforthemostgratefulmealthatmatronsenjoy.Infact,Mrs.Corneywasabouttosolaceherselfwithacupoftea.Assheglancedfromthetabletothefireplace,wherethesmallestofallpossiblekettleswassingingasmallsonginasmallvoice,herinwardsatisfactionevidentlyincreasedsomuchso,indeed,thatMrs.Corneysmiled.

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