Оливер Твист

Chapter 4

           TheboardpresentedittomeonNewyear’smorning,Mr.Sowerberry.Iputiton,Iremember,forthefirsttime,toattendtheinquestonthatreducedtradesman,whodiedinadoorwayatmidnight.

           ‘Irecollect,’saidtheundertaker.‘Thejurybroughtitin,"Diedfromexposuretothecold,andwantofthecommonnecessariesoflife,"didn’tthey?’

           Mr.Bumblenodded.

           ‘Andtheymadeitaspecialverdict,Ithink,’saidtheundertaker,‘byaddingsomewordstotheeffect,thatiftherelievingofficerhad

           ‘Tush!Foolery!’interposedthebeadle.‘Iftheboardattendedtoallthenonsensethatignorantjurymentalk,they’dhaveenoughtodo.

           ‘Verytrue,’saidtheundertaker;‘theywouldindeed.

           ‘Juries,’saidMr.Bumble,graspinghiscanetightly,aswashiswontwhenworkingintoapassion:‘juriesisineddicated,vulgar,grovellingwretches.

           ‘Sotheyare,’saidtheundertaker.

           ‘Theyhaven’tnomorephilosophynorpoliticaleconomyabout’emthanthat,’saidthebeadle,snappinghisfingerscontemptuously.

           ‘Nomoretheyhave,’acquiescedtheundertaker.

           ‘Idespise’em,’saidthebeadle,growingveryredintheface.

           ‘SodoI,’rejoinedtheundertaker.

           ‘AndIonlywishwe’dajuryoftheindependentsort,inthehouseforaweekortwo,’saidthebeadle;‘therulesandregulationsoftheboardwouldsoonbringtheirspiritdownfor’em.

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