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The Jew's countenance fell. He turned from this young lady, who was gaily, not to say gorgeously attired, in a red gown, green boots, and yellow curl-papers, to the other female. 'Nancy, my dear, said the Jew in a soothing manner, 'what do YOU say? 'That it won't do; so it's no use a-trying it on, Fagin, replied Nancy. 'What do you mean by that? said Mr. Sikes, looking up in a surly manner.
"The Colonel's killed. Bruce is killed. Otway's killed " "Otway...." "Cottar's killed. Bullen's killed " Endless! The names struck Sabre like successive blows. Were they never going to end? "Carmichael's killed. My young brother's " his voice cracked "killed. Sikes is killed." "Sikes killed.... And your brother...."
Where's Sikes, you thief? The hump-backed man stared, as if in excess of amazement and indignation; then, twisting himself, dexterously, from the doctor's grasp, growled forth a volley of horrid oaths, and retired into the house. Before he could shut the door, however, the doctor had passed into the parlour, without a word of parley.
Fagin looked hard at the robber; and, motioning him to be silent, stooped over the bed upon the floor, and shook the sleeper to rouse him. Sikes leant forward in his chair: looking on with his hands upon his knees, as if wondering much what all this questioning and preparation was to end in. 'Bolter, Bolter!
Sabre felt a sudden catch at his emotions. "Is the regiment going?" They were at the door of the anteroom. Cottar swung it open. The room was full of men and tobacco smoke and noise. A very tall youth, one Sikes, was standing on the table, a glass in his hand. "Hullo, Sabre! Messman, one of those very stiff whiskies for Mr. Sabre go on, Sabre, you must. Because " He had not Cottar's reticence.
Sikes condescended to take some notice of the young gentlemen; which gracious act led to a conversation, in which the cause and manner of Oliver's capture were circumstantially detailed, with such alterations and improvements on the truth, as to the Dodger appeared most advisable under the circumstances. 'I'm afraid, said the Jew, 'that he may say something which will get us into trouble.
'Dot a shoul, replied Barney; whose words: whether they came from the heart or not: made their way through the nose. 'Nobody? inquired Fagin, in a tone of surprise: which perhaps might mean that Barney was at liberty to tell the truth. 'Dobody but Biss Dadsy, replied Barney. 'Nancy! exclaimed Sikes. 'Where? Strike me blind, if I don't honour that 'ere girl, for her native talents.
In the short time he had to collect his senses, Oliver had resolved that, whether he died in the attempt or not, he would make one effort to dart up stairs and to alarm the family. Filled with this idea, he advanced at once, but stealthily. "Come back!" suddenly cried Sikes aloud. "Back! Back!"
'Humph, said Sikes, as if he thought the interest lay rather more on the Jew's side than on his. 'Well, what have you got to say to me? 'It's all passed safe through the melting-pot, replied Fagin, 'and this is your share. It's rather more than it ought to be, my dear; but as I know you'll do me a good turn another time, and 'Stow that gammon, interposed the robber, impatiently.
He thought of Sikes, on the table. "Well, I'm going to take nothing but socks. I'm going to stuff my pack absolutely bung full of socks." He saw Sikes flung like a disused thing in some field.... And still events; still, and always, now, disturbing things. While he stood there he was suddenly aware of Young Rod, Pole or Perch, rather breathlessly come up.
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