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Chapter 39

           Sikes;‘Imighthavebeendonefor,twentytimesover,aforeyou’dhavedoneanythingtohelpme.Whatdoyoumeanbyleavingamaninthisstate,threeweeksandmore,youfalse-heartedwagabond?’

           ‘Onlyhearhim,boys!’saidFagin,shrugginghisshoulders.‘Anduscometobringhimallthesebeau-ti-fulthings.

           ‘Thethingsiswellenoughintheirway,’observedMr.Sikes:alittlesoothedasheglancedoverthetable;‘butwhathaveyougottosayforyourself,whyyoushouldleavemehere,downinthemouth,health,blunt,andeverythingelse;andtakenomorenoticeofme,allthismortaltime,thanifIwasthat‘eredog.Drivehimdown,Charley!’

           ‘Ineverseesuchajollydogasthat,’criedMasterBates,doingashewasdesired.‘Smellingthegrublikeaoldladyagoingtomarket!He’dmakehisfortun’onthestagethatdogwould,andrewivethedraymabesides.

           ‘Holdyourdin,’criedSikes,asthedogretreatedunderthebed:

           stillgrowlingangrily.‘Whathaveyougottosayforyourself,youwitheredoldfence,eh?’

           ‘IwasawayfromLondon,aweekandmore,mydear,onaplant,’repliedtheJew.

           ‘Andwhatabouttheotherfortnight?’demandedSikes.‘Whatabouttheotherfortnightthatyou’veleftmelyinghere,likeasickratinhishole?’

           ‘Icouldn’thelpit,Bill.Ican’tgointoalongexplanationbeforecompany;butIcouldn’thelpit,uponmyhonour.

           ‘Uponyourwhat?’growledSikes,withexcessivedisgust.

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