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Mistress Claire " I was all ready, pistol in hand, burning with a determination to shoot Fagin down, yet her voice halted him. "Wait!" she cried, standing erect and scornful. "I will not consent to this. I am going to leave this room." "Oh, I reckon not," and he leered into her eyes. "Don't rouse me, or yer'll find out I'm a wolf ter bite. Yer get back there beside Grant, or I'll make yer."
As Fagin stepped softly in, the professional gentleman, running over the keys by way of prelude, occasioned a general cry of order for a song; which having subsided, a young lady proceeded to entertain the company with a ballad in four verses, between each of which the accompanyist played the melody all through, as loud as he could.
'You don't want any beer, said Nancy, folding her arms, and retaining her seat very composedly. 'I tell you I do! replied Sikes. 'Nonsense, rejoined the girl coolly, 'Go on, Fagin. I know what he's going to say, Bill; he needn't mind me. The Jew still hesitated. Sikes looked from one to the other in some surprise. 'Why, you don't mind the old girl, do you, Fagin? he asked at length.
She told it all every word without a threat, without a murmur she did did she not? cried Fagin, half mad with fury. 'All right, replied Noah, scratching his head. 'That's just what it was! 'What did they say, about last Sunday? 'About last Sunday! replied Noah, considering. 'Why I told yer that before. 'Again.
'Because she was forcibly kept at home by Bill, the man she had told them of before, replied Noah. 'What more of him? cried Fagin. 'What more of the man she had told them of before? Tell him that, tell him that.
'Ah! cried Tom, triumphantly, 'that's where it is! He has cleaned me out. But I can go and earn some more, when I like; can't I, Fagin? 'To be sure you can, and the sooner you go the better, Tom; so make up your loss at once, and don't lose any more time. Dodger! Charley! It's time you were on the lay. Come! It's near ten, and nothing done yet.
'You've been scheming and plotting away, every hour that I have laid shivering and burning here; and Bill was to do this; and Bill was to do that; and Bill was to do it all, dirt cheap, as soon as he got well: and was quite poor enough for your work. If it hadn't been for the girl, I might have died. 'There now, Bill, remonstrated Fagin, eagerly catching at the word.
'I don't feel like myself when you lay that withered old claw on my shoulder, so take it away, said Sikes, casting off the Jew's hand. 'It make you nervous, Bill, reminds you of being nabbed, does it? said Fagin, determined not to be offended. 'Reminds me of being nabbed by the devil, returned Sikes.
He could think of no bad object to be attained by sending him to Sikes, which would not be equally well answered by his remaining with Fagin; and after meditating for a long time, concluded that he had been selected to perform some ordinary menial offices for the housebreaker, until another boy, better suited for his purpose could be engaged.
Sikes tried a little blasphemy: and finding that mode of treatment wholly ineffectual, called for assistance. 'What's the matter here, my dear? said Fagin, looking in. 'Lend a hand to the girl, can't you? replied Sikes impatiently. 'Don't stand chattering and grinning at me! With an exclamation of surprise, Fagin hastened to the girl's assistance, while Mr.
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