Оливер Твист

Chapter 9

           ‘There,mydear,’saidFagin.‘That’sapleasantlife,isn’tit?

           Theyhavegoneoutfortheday.

           ‘Havetheydonework,sir?’inquiredOliver.

           ‘Yes,’saidtheJew;‘thatis,unlesstheyshouldunexpectedlycomeacrossany,whentheyareout;andtheywon’tneglectit,iftheydo,mydear,dependuponit.Make’emyourmodels,mydear.

           Make’emyourmodels,’tappingthefire-shovelonthehearthtoaddforcetohiswords;‘doeverythingtheybidyou,andtaketheiradviceinallmattersespeciallytheDodger’s,mydear.He’llbeagreatmanhimself,andwillmakeyouonetoo,ifyoutakepatternbyhim.Ismyhandkerchiefhangingoutofmypocket,mydear?’saidtheJew,stoppingshort.

           ‘Yes,sir,’saidOliver.

           ‘Seeifyoucantakeitout,withoutmyfeelingit;asyousawthemdo,whenwewereatplaythismorning.

           Oliverheldupthebottomofthepocketwithonehand,ashehadseentheDodgerholdit,anddrewthehandkerchieflightyoutofitwiththeother.

           ‘Isitgone?’criedtheJew.

           ‘Hereitis,sir,’saidOliver,showingitinhishand.

           ‘You’reacleverboy,mydear,’saidtheplayfuloldgentleman,pattingOliverontheheadapprovingly.‘Ineversawasharperlad.Here’sashillingforyou.Ifyougoon,inthisway,you’llbethegreatestmanofthetime.Andnowcomehere,andI’llshowyouhowtotakethemarksoutofthehandkerchiefs.

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