Оливер Твист

Chapter 3

           ‘You’redesperateharduponme,gen’l’men,saidGamfield,wavering.

           ‘Pooh!pooh!nonsense!’saidthegentlemaninthewhitewaistcoat.‘He’dbecheapwithnothingatall,asapremium.Takehim,yousillyfellow!He’sjusttheboyforyou.Hewantsthestick,nowandthen:it’lldohimgood;andhisboardneedn’tcomeveryexpensive,forhehasn’tbeenoverfedsincehewasborn.Ha!ha!ha!’

           Mr.Gamfieldgaveanarchlookatthefacesroundthetable,and,observingasmileonallofthem,graduallybrokeintoasmilehimself.Thebargainwasmade.Mr.Bumble,wasatonceinstructedthatOliverTwistandhisindenturesweretobeconveyedbeforethemagistrate,forsignatureandapproval,thatveryafternoon.

           Inpursuanceofthisdetermination,littleOliver,tohisexcessiveastonishment,wasreleasedfrombondage,andorderedtoputhimselfintoacleanshirt.Hehadhardlyachievedthisveryunusualgymnasticperformance,whenMr.Bumblebroughthim,withhisownhands,abasinofgruel,andtheholidayallowanceoftwoouncesandaquarterofbread.Atthistremendoussight,Oliverbegantocryverypiteously:thinking,notunaturally,thattheboardmusthavedeterminedtokillhimforsomeusefulpurpose,ortheyneverwouldhavebeguntofattenhimupinthatway.

           ‘Don’tmakeyoureyesred,Oliver,buteatyourfoodandbethankful,’saidMr.Bumble,inatoneofimpressivepomposity.‘You’reagoingtobemadea‘prenticeof,Oliver.

           ‘Aprentice,sir!’saidthechild,trembling.

           ‘Yes,Oliver,’saidMr.Bumble.‘Thekindandblessedgentlemanwhichissoamnyparentstoyou,Oliver,whenyouhavenoneofyourown:areagoingto‘prenticeyou:

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