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Chapter 15

           ‘Isanybodyhere,Barney?’inquiredFagin;speaking,nowthatthatSikeswaslookingon,withoutraisinghiseyesfromtheground.

           ‘Dotashoul,’repliedBarney;whosewords:whethertheycamefromtheheartornot:madetheirwaythroughthenose.

           ‘Nobody?’inquiredFagin,inatoneofsurprise:whichperhapsmightmeanthatBarneywasatlibertytotellthetruth.

           ‘DobodybutBissDadsy,’repliedBarney.

           ‘Nancy!’exclaimedSikes.‘Where?Strikemeblind,ifIdon’thonourthat‘eregirl,forhernativetalents.

           ‘She’sbidhavidaplateofboiledbeefidthebar,’repliedBarney.

           ‘Sendherhere,’saidSikes,pouringoutaglassofliquor.‘Sendherhere.

           BarneylookedtimidlyatFagin,asifforpermission;theJewreaminingsilent,andnotliftinghiseyesfromtheground,heretired;andpresentlyreturned,usheringinNancy;whowasdecoratedwiththebonnet,apron,basket,andstreet-doorkey,complete.

           ‘Youareonthescent,areyou,Nancy?’inquiredSikes,profferingtheglass.

           ‘Yes,Iam,Bill,’repliedtheyounglady,disposingofitscontents;‘andtiredenoughofitIam,too.Theyoungbrat’sbeenillandconfinedtothecrib;and

           ‘Ah,Nancy,dear!’saidFagin,lookingup.

           Now,whetherapeculiarcontractionoftheJew’sredeye-brows,andahalfclosingofhisdeeply-seteyes,warnedMissNancythatshewasdisposedtobetoocommunicative,isnotamatterofmuchimportance.

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