Оливер Твист

Chapter 41

           ‘Whatmakesyoulooksoflurried?’askedRose,advancingtomeethim.

           ‘Ihardlyknowhow;IfeelasifIshouldbechoked,’repliedtheboy.‘Ohdear!TothinkthatIshouldseehimatlast,andyoushouldbeabletoknowthatIhavetoldyouthetruth!’

           ‘Ineverthoughtyouhadtoldusanythingbutthetruth,’saidRose,soothinghim.‘Butwhatisthis?—ofwhomdoyouspeak?’

           ‘Ihaveseenthegentleman,’repliedOliver,scarcelyabletoarticulate,‘thegentlemanwhowassogoodtome—Mr.Brownlow,thatwehavesooftentalkedabout.’

           ‘Where?’askedRose.

           ‘Gettingoutofacoach,’repliedOliver,sheddingtearsofdelight,‘andgoingintoahouse.Ididn’tspeaktohim—Icouldn’tspeaktohim,forhedidn’tseeme,andItrembledso,thatIwasnotabletogouptohim.ButGilesasked,forme,whetherhelivedthere,andtheysaidhedid.Lookhere,’saidOliver,openingascrapofpaper,‘hereitis;here’swherehelives—I’mgoingtheredirectly!Oh,dearme,dearme!WhatshallIdowhenIcometoseehimandhearhimspeakagain!’

           Withherattentionnotalittledistractedbytheseandagreatmanyotherincoherentexclamationsofjoy,Rosereadtheaddress,whichwasCravenStreet,intheStrand.Sheverysoondetermineduponturningthediscoverytoaccount.

           ‘Quick!’shesaid.‘Tellthemtofetchahackney-coach,andbereadytogowithme.Iwilltakeyoutheredirectly,withoutaminute’slossoftime.

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