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The three within looked at him, and Fagin roared out: "What is it now? Heard from Culver?" I could only see the fellow's back, with hair hanging low over the collar, but his voice was clear. "Got here five minutes ago. The preacher is locked in the parlor." "By God! Good! Now we can play out the game, eh, Captain?
Fagin saw, with delight, that this tribute to his powers was no mere compliment, but that he had really impressed his recruit with a sense of his wily genius, which it was most important that he should entertain in the outset of their acquaintance.
'That's the way to talk, my dear, replied Fagin, venturing to pat him on the shoulder. 'It does me good to hear you. 'Does you good, does it! cried Sikes. 'Well, so be it. 'Ha! ha! ha! laughed Fagin, as if he were relieved by even this concession. 'You're like yourself to-night, Bill. Quite like yourself.
'Ha! ha! laughed Master Bates, 'what a lark that would be, wouldn't it, Fagin? I say, how the Artful would bother 'em wouldn't he? 'Would! cried Fagin. 'He shall he will! 'Ah, to be sure, so he will, repeated Charley, rubbing his hands. 'I think I see him now, cried the Jew, bending his eyes upon his pupil. 'So do I, cried Charley Bates.
After a short silence, he ventured to look round at his companion. He appeared somewhat reassured, on beholding her in the same listless attitude from which he had first roused her. 'Nancy, dear! croaked the Jew, in his usual voice. 'Did you mind me, dear? 'Don't worry me now, Fagin! replied the girl, raising her head languidly. 'If Bill has not done it this time, he will another.
He walked across the room, stared out of the window, and then again faced me. "By Gad, sir, this is a most extraordinary request. Damme, I'd like to get hold of Fagin all right, but I need to know more of your plan, and the reason you have for asking such a detail. It looks foolhardy to my mind." I went over the situation carefully, watching the effect of my words in the man's face.
'What advantage would it be to me to be anything else? inquired Fagin, shrugging his shoulders. 'Here! Let me have a word with you outside. 'There's no occasion to trouble ourselves to move, said Noah, getting his legs by gradual degrees abroad again. 'She'll take the luggage upstairs the while. Charlotte, see to them bundles.
Some of these are as powerful as anything in modern fiction; and Fagin and Bill Sikes, Smike and Poor Jo, the Gordon riots and the storms at sea, may stand beside some tableaux of Victor Hugo for lurid power and intense realism. But it was only at times and during the first half of his career that Dickens could keep clear of melodrama and somewhat stagey blue fire.
Beside it, on the margin in MS., is the word "Action." Not a word of it was said. It was simply done. On the opposite page, in print, "Fagin laid his hand upon the bundle, and locked it in the cupboard. But he did not take his eyes off the robber for an instant." On the margin in MS., oddly but significantly underlined, are the words, "Cupboard Action."
Fagin followed up this remark by striking the side of his nose with his right forefinger, a gesture which Noah attempted to imitate, though not with complete success, in consequence of his own nose not being large enough for the purpose. However, Mr.
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