Оливер Твист

Chapter 42

           ‘Myfriendwantssomebodywhowoulddothatwell,verymuch.

           ‘Why,Ididmentionthat,andIshouldn’tmindturningmyhandtoitsometimes,’rejoinedMr.Claypoleslowly;‘butitwouldn’tpaybyitself,youknow.

           ‘That’strue!’observedtheJew,ruminatingorpretendingtoruminate.‘No,itmightnot.

           ‘Whatdoyouthink,then?’askedNoah,anxiouslyregardinghim.‘Somethinginthesneakingway,whereitwasprettysurework,andnotmuchmoreriskthanbeingathome.

           ‘Whatdoyouthinkoftheoldladies?’askedFagin.‘There’sagooddealofmoneymadeinsnatchingtheirbagsandparcels,andrunningroundthecorner.

           ‘Don’ttheyholleroutagooddeal,andscratchsometimes?’askedNoah,shakinghishead.‘Idon’tthinkthatwouldanswermypurpose.Ain’tthereanyotherlineopen?’

           ‘Stop!’saidFagin,layinghishandonNoah’sknee.‘Thekinchinlay.

           ‘Thekinchins,mydear,’saidFagin,‘istheyoungchildrenthat’ssentonerrandsbytheirmothers,withsixpencesandshillings;andthelayisjusttotaketheirmoneyawaythey’vealwaysgotitreadyintheirhandsthenknock’emintothekennel,andwalkoffveryslow,asiftherewerenothingelsethematterbutachildfallendownandhurtitself.Ha!ha!ha!’

           ‘Ha!ha!’roaredMr.Claypole,kickinguphislegsinanecstasy.

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