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Chapter 45

           Theyleftthehousestealthily,andhurryingthroughalabyrinthofstreets,arrivedatlengthbeforeapublic-house,whichNoahrecognisedasthesameinwhichhehadslept,onthenightofhisarrivalinLondon.

           Itwaspasteleveno’clock,andthedoorwasclosed.ItopenedsoftlyonitshingesasFagingavealowwhistle.Theyentered,withoutnoise;andthedoorwasclosedbehindthem.

           Scarcelyventuringtowhisper,butsubstitutingdumbshowforwords,Fagin,andtheyoungJewwhohadadmittedthem,pointedoutthepaneofglasstoNoah,andsignedtohimtoclimbupandobservethepersonintheadjoiningroom.

           ‘Isthatthewoman?’heasked,scarcelyabovehisbreath.

           Faginnoddedyes.

           ‘Ican’tseeherfacewell,’whisperedNoah.‘Sheislookingdown,andthecandleisbehindher.

           ‘Staythere,’whisperedFagin.HesignedtoBarney,whowithdrew.Inaninstant,theladenteredtheroomadjoining,and,underpretenceofsnuffingthecandle,moveditintherequiredposition,and,speakingtothegirl,causedhertoraiseherface.

           ‘Iseehernow,’criedthespy.

           ‘Plainly?’

           ‘Ishouldknowheramongathousand.

           Hehastilydescended,astheroom-dooropened,andthegirlcameout.Fagindrewhimbehindasmallpartitionwhichwascurtainedoff,andtheyheldtheirbreathsasshepassedwithinafewfeetoftheirplaceofconcealment,andemergedbythedooratwhichtheyhadentered.

           ‘Hist!’criedtheladwhoheldthedoor.‘Dow.

           NoahexchangedalookwithFagin,anddartedout

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