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Chapter 10

           Thefollowtouchedhishatwithagrin,expectingsomethingforhispains;but,theoldgentleman,eyeinghimwithanexpressionofdislike,lookanxiouslyround,asifhecontemplatedrunningawayhimself:whichitisverypossiblehemighthaveattemptedtodo,andthushaveaffordedanotherchase,hadnotapoliceofficer(whoisgenerallythelastpersontoarriveinsuchcases)atthatmomentmadehiswaythroughthecrowd,andseizedOliverbythecollar.

           ‘Come,getup,’saidtheman,roughly.

           ‘Itwasn’tmeindeed,sir.Indeed,indeed,itwastwootherboys,’saidOliver,claspinghishandspassionately,andlookinground.‘Theyareheresomewhere.

           ‘Ohno,theyain’t,’saidtheofficer.Hemeantthistobeironical,butitwastruebesides;fortheDodgerandCharleyBateshadfiledoffdownthefirstconvenientcourttheycameto.

           ‘Come,getup!’

           ‘Don’thurthim,’saidtheoldgentleman,compassionately.

           ‘Ohno,Iwon’thurthim,’repliedtheofficer,tearinghisjackethalfoffhisback,inproofthereof.‘Come,Iknowyou;itwon’tdo.Willyoustanduponyourlegs,youyoungdevil?’

           Oliver,whocouldhardlystand,madeashifttoraisehimselfonhisfeet,andwasatonceluggedalongthestreetsbythejacket-collar,atarapidpace.Thegentlemanwalkedonwiththembytheofficer’sside;andasmanyofthecrowdascouldachievethefeat,gotalittleahead,andstaredbackatOliverfromtimetotime.Theboysshoutedintriumph;andontheywent.

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