Олівер Твіст

Chapter 42

           ‘Lord,that’stheverything!’

           ‘Tobesureitis,’repliedFagin;‘andyoucanhaveafewgoodbeatschalkedoutinCamdenTown,andBattleBridge,andneighborhoodslikethat,wherethey’realwaysgoingerrands;andyoucanupsetasmanykinchinsasyouwant,anyhourintheday.Ha!ha!ha!’

           Withthis,FaginpokedMr.Claypoleintheside,andtheyjoinedinaburstoflaughterbothlongandloud.

           ‘Well,that’sallright!’saidNoah,whenhehadrecoveredhimself,andCharlottehadreturned.‘Whattimeto-morrowshallwesay?’

           ‘Willtendo?’askedFagin,adding,asMr.Claypolenoddedassent,‘WhatnameshallItellmygoodfriend.

           ‘Mr.Bolter,’repliedNoah,whohadpreparedhimselfforsuchemergency.‘Mr.MorrisBolter.ThisisMrs.Bolter.

           ‘Mrs.Bolter’shumbleservant,’saidFagin,bowingwithgrotesquepoliteness.‘IhopeIshallknowherbetterveryshortly.

           ‘Doyouhearthegentleman,Charlotte?’thunderedMr.Claypole.

           ‘Yes,Noah,dear!’repliedMrs.Bolter,extendingherhand.

           ‘ShecallsmeNoah,asasortoffondwayoftalking,’saidMr.MorrisBolter,lateClaypole,turningtoFagin.‘Youunderstand?’

           ‘Ohyes,Iunderstandperfectly,’repliedFagin,tellingthetruthforonce.‘Good-night!Good-night!’

           Withmanyadieusandgoodwishes,Mr.Faginwenthisway

Налаштування
Фон сторінки
Розмір шрифту
Міжрядковий інтервал
Фразові дієслова
Показати / Приховати меню
Шрифт
Roboto Lora
Уведомления
Сторінка 478 з 614