Оливер Твист

Chapter 21

           ‘Good-bye,boy,’saidtheman.

           ‘He’ssulky,’repliedSikes,givinghimashake;‘he’ssulky.Ayoungdog!Don’tmindhim.

           ‘NotI!’rejoinedtheother,gettingintohiscart.‘It’safineday,afterall.Andhedroveaway.

           Sikeswaiteduntilhehadfairlygone;andthen,tellingOliverhemightlookabouthimifhewanted,onceagainledhimonwardonhisjourney.

           Theyturnedroundtotheleft,ashortwaypastthepublic-house;andthen,takingaright-handroad,walkedonforalongtime:passingmanylargegardensandgentlemen’shousesonbothsidesoftheway,andstoppingfornothingbutalittlebeer,untiltheyreachedatown.Hereagainstthewallofahouse,Oliversawwrittenupinprettylargeletters,‘Hampton.Theylingeredabout,inthefields,forsomehours.Atlengththeycamebackintothetown;and,turningintoanoldpublic-housewithadefacedsign-board,orderedsomedinnerbythekitchenfire.

           Thekitchenwasanold,low-roofedroom;withagreatbeamacrossthemiddleoftheceiling,andbenches,withhighbackstothem,bythefire;onwhichwereseatedseveralroughmeninsmock-frocks,drinkingandsmoking.TheytooknonoticeofOliver;andverylittleofSikes;and,asSikestookverylittlenoticeofthe,heandhisyoungcomradesatinacornerbythemselves,withoutbeingmuchtroubledbytheircompany.

           Theyhadsomecoldmeatfordinner,andsatsolongafterit,whileMr.Sikesindulgedhimselfwiththreeorfourpipes,thatOliverbegantofeelquitecertaintheywerenotgoinganyfurther.

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