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Chapter 44

           ‘Ha!ha!ha!’laughedFagin,asifhewererelievedbyeventhisconcession.‘You’relikeyourselfto-night,Bill.Quitelikeyourself.

           ‘Idon’tfeellikemyselfwhenyoulaythatwitheredoldclawonmyshoulder,sotakeitaway,’saidSikes,castingofftheJew’shand.

           ‘Itmakeyounervous,Billremindsyouofbeingnabbed,doesit?’saidFagin,determinednottobeoffended.

           ‘Remindsmeofbeingnabbedbythedevil,’returnedSikes.‘Thereneverwasanothermanwithsuchafaceasyours,unlessitwasyourfather,andIsupposeHEissingeinghisgrizzledredbeardbythistime,unlessyoucamestraightfromtheold’unwithoutanyfatheratallbetwixtyou;whichIshouldn’twonderat,abit.

           Faginofferednoreplytothiscompliment:but,pullingSikesbythesleeve,pointedhisfingertowardsNancy,whohadtakenadvantageoftheforegoingconversationtoputonherbonnet,andwasnowleavingtheroom.

           ‘Hallo!’criedSikes.‘Nance.Where’sthegalgoingtoatthistimeofnight?’

           ‘Notfar.

           ‘Whatanswer’sthat?’retortedSikes.‘Doyouhearme?’

           ‘Idon’tknowwhere,’repliedthegirl.

           ‘ThenIdo,’saidSikes,moreinthespiritofobstinacythanbecausehehadanyrealobjectiontothegirlgoingwhereshelisted.‘Nowhere.Sitdown.

           ‘I’mnotwell.Itoldyouthatbefore,’rejoinedthegirl.‘Iwantabreathofair.

           ‘Putyourheadoutofthewinder,’repliedSikes.

           ‘There’snotenoughthere,’saidthegirl.‘Iwantitinthestreet.

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