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Chapter 22

           ‘Wotaninwalableboythat’llmake,fortheoldladies’pocketsinchapels!Hismugisafortin’tohim.

           ‘Therethere’senoughofthat,’interposedSikes,impatiently;andstoopingoverhisrecumbantfriend,hewhisperedafewwordsinhisear:atwhichMr.Crackitlaughedimmensely,andhonouredOliverwithalongstareofastonishment.

           ‘Now,’saidSikes,asheresumedhisseat,‘ifyou’llgiveussomethingtoeatanddrinkwhilewe’rewaiting,you’llputsomeheartinus;orinme,atallevents.Sitdownbythefire,younker,andrestyourself;foryou’llhavetogooutwithusagainto-night,thoughnotveryfaroff.

           OliverlookedatSikes,inmuteandtimidwonder;anddrawingastooltothefire,satwithhisachingheaduponhishands,scarecelyknowingwherehewas,orwhatwaspassingaroundhim.

           ‘Here,’saidToby,astheyoungJewplacedsomefragmentsoffood,andabottleuponthetable,‘Successtothecrack!’Herosetohonourthetoast;and,carefullydepositinghisemptypipeinacorner,advancedtothetable,filledaglasswithspirits,anddrankoffitscontents.Mr.Sikesdidthesame.

           ‘Adrainfortheboy,’saidToby,half-fillingawine-glass.‘Downwithit,innocence.

           ‘Indeed,’saidOliver,lookingpiteouslyupintotheman’sface;‘indeed,I

           ‘Downwithit!’echoedToby.‘DoyouthinkIdon’tknowwhat’sgoodforyou?Tellhimtodrinkit,Bill.

           ‘Hehadbetter!’saidSikesclappinghishanduponhispocket.

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