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Chapter 19

           Sikes,hiswrathrisingwiththerecollectionofhiswrongs,‘sotheygoon;and,ifthey’dgotmoneyenough(whichit’saProvidencetheyhaven’t,)weshouldn’thavehalfadozenboysleftinthewholetrade,inayearortwo.

           ‘Nomoreweshould,’acquiesedtheJew,whohadbeenconsideringduringthisspeech,andhadonlycaughtthelastsentence.‘Bill!’

           ‘Whatnow?’inquiredSikes.

           TheJewnoddedhisheadtowardsNancy,whowasstillgazingatthefire;andintimated,byasign,thathewouldhavehertoldtoleavetheroom.Sikesshruggedhisshouldersimpatiently,asifhethoughttheprecautionunnecessary;butcomplied,nevertheless,byrequestingMissNancytofetchhimajugofbeer.

           ‘Youdon’twantanybeer,’saidNancy,foldingherarms,andretainingherseatverycomposedly.

           ‘ItellyouIdo!’repliedSikes.

           ‘Nonsense,’rejoinedthegirlcoolly,‘Goon,Fagin.Iknowwhathe’sgoingtosay,Bill;heneedn’tmindme.

           TheJewstillhesitated.Sikeslookedfromonetotheotherinsomesurprise.

           ‘Why,youdon’tmindtheoldgirl,doyou,Fagin?’heaskedatlength.‘You’veknownherlongenoughtotrusther,ortheDevil’sinit.Sheain’tonetoblab.AreyouNancy?’

           ‘Ishouldthinknot!’repliedtheyounglady:drawingherchairuptothetable,andputtingherelbowsuponit.

           ‘No,no,mydear,Iknowyou’renot,’saidtheJew;‘butandagaintheoldmanpaused.

           ‘Butwot?’inquiredSikes.

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