...
’Not a bit of it,’ replied Sikes.
’Not by flash Toby Crackit?’ said the Jew incredulously. ‘Think what
women are, Bill,’
’No; not even by flash Toby Crackit,’ replied Sikes. ‘He says he’s ... best to be on the safe side when
one deals with you.’
’As you like, my dear, as you like’ replied the Jew. ‘Is there no help wanted,
but yours and Toby’s?’
’None,’ said Sikes. ‘Cept a centre...
... purpose and meaning.
He could think of no bad object to be attained by sending him to Sikes,
which would not be equally well answered by his remaining with Fagin; and
after meditating for a long ... shoulder at the boy as he went.
Suddenly stopping, he called him by his name.
Oliver looked up; the Jew, pointing to the candle, motioned him to light it.
He did so; and, as he placed...
...
Brittles, who had got behind the door to open it, no sooner saw Oliver, than
he uttered a loud cry. Mr. Giles, seizing the boy by one leg and one arm
(fortunately not the broken limb) lugged him ... Bill!’ cried Toby; ‘drop the kid, and show ‘em your heels.’ With
this parting advice, Mr. Crackit, preferring the chance of being shot by his
friend, to the certainty of being taken...
... ladies, one was well advanced in years; but the high-backed
oaken chair in which she sat, was not more upright than she. Dressed with
the utmost nicety and precision, in a quaint mixture of by- gone ... the merest trifle on one
side, his left leg advanced, and his right hand thrust into his waist-coat,
while his left hung down by his side, grasping a waiter, looked like one who...
... long a run as the yesterday’s one, the man’s lost again!
This was done, once or twice more, till one- half the neighbours gave out that
Mr. Chickweed had been robbed by the devil, who was playing ... warn’t one of the family, at that time; and one night he was
robbed of three hundred and twenty-seven guineas in a canvas bag, that was
stole out of his bedrrom in the dead of night,...
... to love each brick and stone that formed the
narrow boundaries of their daily walks; even they, with the hand of death
upon them, have been known to yearn at last for one short glimpse of
Nature’s ... Oliver, whose days had been
spent among squalid crowds, and in the midst of noise and brawling, seemed
to enter on a new existence there. The rose and honeysuckle clung to the
cottage wa...
... idly by while the
life of one we dearly love, is trembling in the balance! Oh! the racking
thoughts that crowd upon the mind, and make the heart beat violently, and
the breath come thick, by ... speedy. God’s will be done! I love her; and He
know how well!’
Oliver was surprised to see that as Mrs. Maylie said these words, she
checked her lamentations as though by one effort; a...
... delicate, and need a clearer vision.
It is worthy of remark, and Oliver did not fail to note it at the time, that his
morning expeditions were no longer made alone. Harry Maylie, after the
very first ... been, to say, that
gradually and by slow degrees, he fell asleep.
There is a kind of sleep that steals upon us sometimes, which, while it holds
the body prisoner, does not free the mi...
... will carry it into no blood but my own; and
the reproach shall rest alone on me.’
One word more, Rose. Dearest Rose! one more!’ cried Harry, throwing
himself before her. ‘If I had been less—less ...
shed a gleam of happiness upon my lonely way, and light the path before
me. It is not an idle thing to do so much, by the utterance of a few brief
words, for one who loves you beyond...
...
CHAPTER XXXVI
IS A VERY SHORT ONE, AND MAY APPEAR
OF NO GREAT IMPORTANCE IN ITS PLACE,
BUT IT SHOULD BE READ
NOTWITHSTANDING, AS A SEQUEL TO THE
LAST, AND A KEY TO ONE THAT WILL
FOLLOW WHEN ... cup, or sweepstakes.’
Harry Maylie looked as if he could have followed up this short dialogue by
one or two remarks that would have staggered the doctor not a little; but he
contented...