Оливер Твист

Chapter 14

           ‘That’stheboy,’repliedMr.Brownlow.

           ‘Howareyou,boy?’saidMr.Grimwig.

           ‘Agreatdealbetter,thankyou,sir,’repliedOliver.

           MrBrownlow,seemingtoapprehendthathissingularfriendwasabouttosaysomethingdisagreeable,askedOlivertostepdownstairsandtellMrs.Bedwintheywerereadyfortea;which,ashedidnothalflikethevisitor’smanner,hewasveryhappytodo.

           ‘Heisanice-lookingboy,ishenot?’inquiredMr.Brownlow.

           ‘Idon’tknow,’repliedMr.Grimwig,pettishly.

           ‘Don’tknow?’

           ‘No.Idon’tknow.Ineverseeanydifferenceinboys.Ionlyknewtwosortofboys.Mealyboys,andbeef-facedboys.

           ‘AndwhichisOliver?’

           ‘Mealy.Iknowafriendwhohasabeef-facedboy;afineboy,theycallhim;witharoundhead,andredcheeks,andglaringeyes;ahorridboy;withabodyandlimbsthatappeartobeswellingoutoftheseamsofhisblueclothes;withthevoiceofapilot,andtheappetiteofawolf.Iknowhim!Thewretch!’

           ‘Come,’saidMr.Brownlow,‘thesearenotthecharacteristicsofyoungOliverTwist;soheneedn’texciteyourwrath.

           ‘Theyarenot,’repliedMr.Grimwig.‘Hemayhaveworse.

           Here,Mr.Brownlowcoughedimpatiently;whichappearedtoaffordMr.Grimwigthemostexquisitedelight.

           ‘Hemayhaveworse,Isay,’repeatedMr.Grimwig.‘Wheredoeshecomefrom!Whoishe?Whatishe?Hehashadafever.

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