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Chapter 39

           ThisisonlythekeyofalittlecupboardwhereIkeepafewoddthingstheboysget,mydear.Ineverlockupmymoney,forI’vegotnonetolockup,mydearha!ha!ha!nonetolockup.It’sapoortrade,Nancy,andnothanks;butI’mfondofseeingtheyoungpeopleaboutme;andIbearitall,Ibearitall.Hush!’hesaid,hastilyconcealingthekeyinhisbreast;‘who’sthat?Listen!’

           Thegirl,whowassittingatthetablewithherarmsfolded,appearedinnowayinterestedinthearrival:ortocarewhethertheperson,whoeverhewas,cameorwent:untilthemurmurofaman’svoicereachedherears.Theinstantshecaughtthesound,shetoreoffherbonnetandshawl,withtherapidityoflightning,andthrustthemunderthetable.TheJew,turningroundimmediatelyafterwards,shemutteredacomplaintoftheheat:inatoneoflanguorthatcontrasted,veryremarkably,withtheextremehasteandviolenceofthisaction:which,however,hadbeenunobservedbyFagin,whohadhisbacktowardsheratthetime.

           ‘Bah!’hewhispered,asthoughnettledbytheinterruption;‘it’sthemanIexpectedbefore;he’scomingdownstairs.Notawordaboutthemoneywhilehe’shere,Nance.Hewon’tstoplong.Nottenminutes,mydear.

           Layinghisskinnyforefingeruponhislip,theJewcarriedacandletothedoor,asaman’sstepwashearduponthestairswithout.Hereachedit,atthesamemomentasthevisitor,who,cominghastilyintotheroom,wascloseuponthegirlbeforeheobservedher.

           ItwasMonks.

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