‘And mind you don’t poison it,’ said Mr. Sikes, laying his hat upon the table.‘Where’s Oliver?’ said the Jew, rising with a menacing look. ‘Where’s the boy?’‘Are you mad?’ said the Jew, catching the man by the sleeve, and pointing towards the boys.The young thieves eyed their preceptor as if they were alarmed at his violence; and looked uneasily at each other. But they made no reply.‘Why, the traps have got him, and that’s all about it,’ said the Dodger, sullenly. ‘Come, let go o’ me, will you!’ And, swinging himself, at one jerk, clean out of the big coat, which he left in the Jew’s hands, the Dodger snatched up the toasting fork, and made a pass at the merry old gentleman’s waistcoat; which, if it had taken effect, would have let a little more merriment out, than could have been easily replaced.After swallowing two of three glasses of spirits, Mr. Sikes condescended to take some notice of the young gentlemen; which gracious act led to a conversation, in which the cause and!
manner of Oliver’s capture were circumstantially detailed, with such alterations and improvements on the truth, as to the Dodger appeared most advisable under the circumstances.Mr. Fagin looked so very much in earnest, that Charley Bates, who deemed it prudent in all cases to be on the safe side, and who conceived it by no means improbable that it might be his turn to be throttled second, dropped upon his knees, and raised a loud, well–sustained, and continuous roar—something between a mad bull and a speaking trumpet.‘What do you mean by that?’ said Mr. Sikes, looking up in a surly manner.‘That it won’t do; so it’s no use a–trying it on, Fagin,’ replied Nancy.Mr. Sikes contented himself with tying an imaginary knot under his left ear, and jerking his head over on the right shoulder; a piece of dumb show which the Jew appeared to understand perfectly. He then, in cant terms, with which his whole conversation was plentifully besprinkled, but which would be quite unintelligib!
le if they were recorded here, demanded a glass of liquor.There was a
long pause. Every member of the respectable coterie appeared plunged in his own reflections; not excepting the dog, who by a certain malicious licking of his lips seemed to be meditating an attack upon the legs of the first gentleman or lady he might encounter in the streets when he went out.‘Yes, she will, Fagin,’ said Sikes.‘Where’s Oliver?’ said the Jew, rising with a menacing look. ‘Where’s the boy?’‘And as I don’t want ’em to, neither,’ replied Nancy in the same composed manner, ‘it’s rather more no than yes with me, Bill.’‘Yes, she will, Fagin,’ said Sikes.‘She’ll go, Fagin,’ said Sikes.
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