Олівер Твіст

Chapter 4

           ‘Yes,sir,’repliedOliver,inalow,tremulousvoice.

           ‘Pullthatcapoffyoureyes,andholdupyourhead,sir.

           AlthoughOliverdidashewasdesired,atonce;andpassedthebackofhisunoccupiedhandbrisklyacrosshiseyes,heleftatearinthemwhenhelookedupathisconductor.AsMr.Bumblegazedsternlyuponhim,itrolleddownhischeek.Itwasfollowedbyanother,andanother.Thechildmadeastrongeffort,butitwasanunsuccessfulone.WithdrawinghisotherhandfromMr.Bumble’shecoveredhisfacewithboth;andweptuntilthetearssprungoutfrombetweenhischinandbonyfingers.

           ‘Well!’exclaimedMr.Bumble,stoppingshort,anddartingathislittlechargealookofintensemalignity.‘Well!OfALLtheungratefullest,andworst-disposedboysaseverIsee,Oliver,youarethe

           ‘No,no,sir,’sobbedOliver,clingingtothehandwhichheldthewell-knowncane;‘no,no,sir;Iwillbegoodindeed;indeed,indeedIwill,sir!Iamaverylittleboy,sir;anditissoso

           ‘Sowhat?’inquiredMr.Bumbleinamazement.

           ‘Solonely,sir!Soverylonely!’criedthechild.‘Everybodyhatesme.Oh!sir,don’t,don’tpraybecrosstome!’Thechildbeathishanduponhisheart;andlookedinhiscompanion’sface,withtearsofrealagony.

           Mr.BumbleregardedOliver’spiteousandhelplesslook,withsomeastonishment,forafewseconds;hemmedthreeorfourtimesinahuskymanner;andaftermutteringsomethingabout‘thattroublesomecough,’badeOliverdryhiseyesandbeagoodboy.Thenoncemoretakinghishand,hewalkedonwithhiminsilence.

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