WHEREINOLVERISDELIVEREDOVERTOMR。WILLIAMSIKES
WhenOliverawokeinthemorning，hewasagooddealsurprisedtofindthatanewpairofshoes，withstrongthicksoles，hadbeenplacedathisbedside；andthathisoldshoeshadbeenremoved。Atfirst，hewaspleasedwiththediscovery：hopingthatitmightbetheforerunnerofhisrelease；butsuchthoughtswerequicklydispelled，onhissittingdowntobreakfastalongwiththeJew，whotoldhim，inatoneandmannerwhichincreasedhisalarm，thathewastobetakentotheresidenceofBillSikesthatnight。
‘To--to--stopthere，sir？’askedOliver，anxiously。
‘No，no，mydear。Nottostopthere，’repliedtheJew。‘Weshouldn'tliketoloseyou。Don'tbeafraid，Oliver，youshallcomebacktousagain。Ha！ha！ha！Wewon'tbesocruelastosendyouaway，mydear。Ohno，no！’
Theoldman，whowasstoopingoverthefiretoastingapieceofbread，lookedroundashebanteredOliverthus；andchuckledasiftoshowthatheknewhewouldstillbeverygladtogetawayifhecould。
‘Isuppose，’saidtheJew，fixinghiseyesonOliver，‘youwanttoknowwhatyou'regoingtoBill'sfor---eh，mydear？’
Olivercoloured，involuntarily，tofindthattheoldthiefhadbeenreadinghisthoughts；butboldlysaid，Yes，hedidwanttoknow。
‘Why，doyouthink？’inquiredFagin，parryingthequestion。
‘IndeedIdon'tknow，sir，’repliedOliver。
‘Bah！’saidtheJew，turningawaywithadisappointedcountenancefromacloseperusaloftheboy'sface。‘WaittillBilltellsyou，then。’
TheJewseemedmuchvexedbyOliver'snotexpressinganygreatercuriosityonthesubject；butthetruthis，that，althoughOliverfeltveryanxious，hewastoomuchconfusedbytheearnestcunningofFagin'slooks，andhisownspeculations，tomakeanyfurtherinquiriesjustthen。Hehadnootheropportunity：fortheJewremainedverysurlyandsilenttillnight：whenhepreparedtogoabroad。
‘Youmayburnacandle，’saidtheJew，puttingoneuponthetable。‘Andhere'sabookforyoutoread，tilltheycometofetchyou。Good-night！’
‘Good-night！’repliedOliver，softly。
TheJewwalkedtothedoor：lookingoverhisshoulderattheboyashewent。Suddenlystopping，hecalledhimbyhisname。
Oliverlookedup；theJew，pointingtothecandle，motionedhimtolightit。Hedidso；and，asheplacedthecandlestickuponthetable，sawthattheJewwasgazingfixedlyathim，withloweringandcontractedbrows，fromthedarkendoftheroom。
‘Takeheed，Oliver！takeheed！’saidtheoldman，shakinghisrighthandbeforehiminawarningmanner。‘He'saroughman，andthinksnothingofbloodwhenhisownisup。Whateverfallsout，saynothing；anddowhathebidsyou。Mind！’Placingastrongemphasisonthelastword，hesufferedhisfeaturesgraduallytoresolvethemselvesintoaghastlygrin，and，noddinghishead，lefttheroom。
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