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Chapter 12

           ‘JustasIexpected,Mrs.Bedwin,’saidthedoctor.‘It’sverynaturalthatheshouldbethirsty.Youmaygivehimalittletea,ma’am,andsomedrytoastwithoutanybutter.Don’tkeephimtoowarm,ma’am;butbecarefulthatyoudon’tlethimbetoocold;willyouhavethegoodness?’

           Theoldladydroppedacurtsey.Thedoctor,aftertastingthecoolstuff,andexpressingaqualifiedapprovalofit,hurriedaway:hisbootscreakinginaveryimportantandwealthymannerashewentdownstairs.

           Oliverdozedoffagain,soonafterthis;whenheawoke,itwasnearlytwelveo’clock.Theoldladytenderlybadehimgood-nightshortlyafterwards,andlefthiminchargeofafatoldwomanwhohadjustcome:bringingwithher,inalittlebundle,asmallPrayerBookandalargenightcap.Puttingthelatteronherheadandtheformeronthetable,theoldwoman,aftertellingOliverthatshehadcometositupwithhim,drewherchairclosetothefireandwentoffintoaseriesofshortnaps,chequeredatfrequentintervalswithsundrytumblingsforward,anddiversmoansandchokings.These,however,hadnoworseeffectthancausinghertorubhernoseveryhard,andthenfallasleepagain.

           Andthusthenightcreptslowlyon.Oliverlayawakeforsometime,countingthelittlecirclesoflightwhichthereflectionoftherushlight-shadethrewupontheceiling;ortracingwithhislanguideyestheintricatepatternofthepaperonthewall.

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