Оливер Твист

Chapter 27

           Corney?’inquiredthebeadle,affectionatelypressingherhand.

           ‘Andcandles,’repliedMrs.Corney,slightlyreturningthepressure.

           ‘Coals,candles,andhouse-rentfree,’saidMr.Bumble.‘Oh,Mrs.Corney,whatanAngelyouare!’

           Theladywasnotproofagainstthisburstoffeeling.ShesankintoMr.Bumble’sarms;andthatgentlemaninhisagitation,imprintedapassionatekissuponherchastenose.

           ‘Suchporochialperfection!’exclaimedMr.Bumble,rapturously.‘YouknowthatMr.Sloutisworseto-night,myfascinator?’

           ‘Yes,’repliedMrs.Corney,bashfully.

           ‘Hecan’tliveaweek,thedoctorsays,’pursuedMr.Bumble.‘Heisthemasterofthisestablishment;hisdeathwillcauseawacancy;thatwacancymustbefilledup.Oh,Mrs.Corney,whataprospectthisopens!Whataopportunityforajiningofheartsandhousekeepings!’

           Mrs.Corneysobbed.

           ‘Thelittleword?’saidMr.Bumble,bendingoverthebashfulbeauty.‘Theonelittle,little,littleword,myblessedCorney?’

           ‘Yeyeyes!’sighedoutthematron.

           ‘Onemore,’pursuedthebeadle;‘composeyourdarlingfeelingsforonlyonemore.Whenisittocomeoff?’

           Mrs.Corneytwiceessayedtospeak:andtwicefailed.Atlengthsummoningupcourage,shethrewherarmsaroundMr.Bumble’sneck,andsaid,itmightbeassoonaseverhepleased,andthathewas‘airresistibleduck.

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