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Chapter 15

           ‘Didn’tknow,youwhite-liveredthief!’growledSikes.‘Couldn’tyouhearthenoise?’

           ‘Notasoundofit,asI’malivingman,Bill,’repliedtheJew.

           ‘Ohno!Youhearnothing,youdon’t,’retortedSikeswithafiercesneer.‘Sneakinginandout,soasnobodyhearshowyoucomeorgo!Iwishyouhadbeenthedog,Fagin,halfaminuteago.

           ‘Why?’inquiredtheJewwithaforcedsmile.

           ‘Causethegovernment,ascaresforthelivesofsuchmenasyou,ashaven’thalfthepluckofcurs,letsamankilladoghowhelikes,’repliedSikes,shuttinguptheknifewithaveryexpressivelook;‘that’swhy.

           TheJewrubbedhishands;and,sittingdownatthetable,affectedtolaughatthepleasantryofhisfriend.Hewasobviouslyveryillatease,however.

           ‘Grinaway,’saidSikes,replacingthepoker,andsurveyinghimwithsavagecontempt;‘grinaway.You’llneverhavethelaughatme,though,unlessit’sbehindanightcap.I’vegottheupperhandoveryou,Fagin;and,dme,I’llkeepit.There!IfIgo,yougo;sotakecareofme.

           ‘Well,well,mydear,’saidtheJew,‘Iknowallthat;wewehaveamutualinterest,Billamutualinterest.

           ‘Humph,’saidSikes,asifhethoughtheinterestlayrathermoreontheJew’ssidethanonhis.‘Well,whathaveyougottosaytome?’

           ‘It’sallpassedsafethroughthemelting-pot,’repliedFagin,‘andthisisyourshare.

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