Оливер Твист

Chapter 52

           Thetwoattendants,afteralittlewhispering,cameoutintothepassage,stretchingthemselvesasifgladofthetemporaryrelief,andmotionedthevisitorstofollowthejailerintothecell.Theydidso.

           Thecondemnedcriminalwasseatedonhisbed,rockinghimselffromsidetoside,withacountenancemorelikethatofasnaredbeastthanthefaceofaman.Hismindwasevidentlywanderingtohisoldlife,forhecontinuedtomutter,withoutappearingconsciousoftheirpresenceotherwisethanasapartofhisvision.

           ‘Goodboy,Charley—welldone—’hemumbled.‘Oliver,too,ha!ha!ha!Olivertoo—quitethegentlemannow—quitethe—takethatboyawaytobed!’

           ThejailertookthedisengagedhandofOliver;and,whisperinghimnottobealarmed,lookedonwithoutspeaking.

           ‘Takehimawaytobed!’criedFagin.‘Doyouhearme,someofyou?Hehasbeenthe—the—somehowthecauseofallthis.It’sworththemoneytobringhimuptoit—Bolter’sthroat,Bill;nevermindthegirl—Bolter’sthroatasdeepasyoucancut.Sawhisheadoff!’

           ‘Fagin,’saidthejailer.

           ‘That’sme!’criedtheJew,fallinginstantly,intotheattitudeoflisteninghehadassumeduponhistrial.‘Anoldman,myLord;averyold,oldman!’

           ‘Here,’saidtheturnkey,layinghishanduponhisbreasttokeephimdown.‘Here’ssomebodywantstoseeyou,toaskyousomequestions,Isuppose.

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