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Chapter 8

           Oneyounggentlemanwasveryanxioustohanguphiscapforhim;andanotherwassoobligingastoputhishandsinhispockets,inorderthat,ashewasverytired,hemightnothavethetroubleofemptyingthem,himself,whenhewenttobed.Thesecivilitieswouldprobablybeextendedmuchfarther,butforaliberalexerciseoftheJew’stoasting-forkontheheadsandshouldersoftheaffectionateyouthswhoofferedthem.

           ‘Weareverygladtoseeyou,Oliver,very,’saidtheJew.‘Dodger,takeoffthesausages;anddrawatubnearthefireforOliver.Ah,you’rea-staringatthepocket-handkerchiefs!eh,mydear.Thereareagoodmanyof’em,ain’tthere?We’vejustlooked’emout,readyforthewash;that’sall,Oliver;that’sall.Ha!ha!ha!’

           Thelatterpartofthisspeech,washailedbyaboisterousshoutfromallthehopefulpupilsofthemerryoldgentleman.Inthemidstofwhichtheywenttosupper.

           Oliveratehisshare,andtheJewthenmixedhimaglassofhotgin-and-water:tellinghimhemustdrinkitoffdirectly,becauseanothergentlemanwantedthetumbler.Oliverdidashewasdesired.Immediatelyafterwardshefelthimselfgentlyliftedontooneofthesacks;andthenhesunkintoadeepsleep.

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