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Chapter 9

           ‘OfcourseIknowthat,mydear.Ionlytriedtofrightenyou.You’reabraveboy.Ha!ha!you’reabraveboy,Oliver.TheJewrubbedhishandswithachuckle,butglanceduneasilyatthebox,notwithstanding.

           ‘Didyouseeanyoftheseprettythings,mydear?’saidtheJew,layinghishanduponitafterashortpause.

           ‘Yes,sir,’repliedOliver.

           ‘Ah!’saidtheJew,turningratherpale.‘Theythey’remine,Oliver;mylittleproperty.AllIhavetoliveupon,inmyoldage.Thefolkscallmeamiser,mydear.Onlyamiser;that’sall.

           Oliverthoughttheoldgentlemanmustbeadecidedmisertoliveinsuchadirtyplace,withsomanywatches;but,thinkingthatperhapshisfondnessfortheDodgerandtheotherboys,costhimagooddealofmoney,heonlycastadeferentiallookattheJew,andaskedifhemightgetup.

           ‘Certainly,mydear,certainly,’repliedtheoldgentleman.‘Stay.There’sapitcherofwaterinthecornerbythedoor.Bringithere;andI’llgiveyouabasintowashin,mydear.

           Olivergotup;walkedacrosstheroom;andstoopedforaninstanttoraisethepitcher.Whenheturnedhishead,theboxwasgone.

           Hehadscarcelywashedhimself,andmadeeverythingtidy,byemptyingthebasinoutofthewindow,agreeablytotheJew’sdirections,whentheDodgerreturned:accompaniedbyaverysprightlyyoungfriend,whomOliverhadseensmokingonthepreviousnight,andwhowasnowformallyintroducedtohimasCharleyBates.Thefoursatdown,tobreakfast,onthecoffee,andsomehotrollsandhamwhichtheDodgerhadbroughthomeinthecrownofhishat.

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