Оливер Твист

Chapter 38

           ‘Iknownothingofthestory,beyondwhatIcanguessat,’saidhiswifeaddressingMonks,afterashortsilence;‘andIwanttoknownothing;forit’ssafernot.ButImayaskyoutwoquestions,mayI?’

           ‘Youmayask,’saidMonks,withsomeshowofsurprise;‘butwhetherIanswerornotisanotherquestion.

           Whichmakesthree,’observedMr.Bumble,essayingastrokeoffacetiousness.

           ‘Isthatwhatyouexpectedtogetfromme?’demandedthematron.

           ‘Itis,’repliedMonks.‘Theotherquestion?’

           ‘Whatdoyouproposetodowithit?Canitbeusedagainstme?’

           ‘Never,’rejoinedMonks;‘noragainstmeeither.Seehere!Butdon’tmoveastepforward,oryourlifeisnotworthabulrush.

           Withthesewords,hesuddenlywheeledthetableaside,andpullinganironringintheboarding,threwbackalargetrap-doorwhichopenedcloseatMr.Bumble’sfeet,andcausedthatgentlemantoretireseveralpacesbackward,withgreatprecipitation.

           ‘Lookdown,’saidMonks,loweringthelanternintothegulf.‘Don’tfearme.Icouldhaveletyoudown,quietlyenough,whenyouwereseatedoverit,ifthathadbeenmygame.

           Thusencouraged,thematrondrewneartothebrink;andevenMr.Bumblehimself,impelledbycuriousity,venturedtodothesame.Theturbidwater,swollenbytheheavyrain,wasrushingrapidlyonbelow;andallothersoundswerelostinthenoiseofitsplashingandeddyingagainstthegreenandslimypiles.

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