oliver twist(雾都孤儿(孤星血泪))-第20章
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subject by asking whether there had been much of a crowd at the
execution that morning。 This made him wonder more and more；
for it was plain from the replies of the two boys that they had both
been there； and Oliver naturally wondered how they could
possibly have found time to be so very industrious。
When the breakfast was cleared away； the merry old gentleman
and the two boys played at a very curious and uncommon game；
which was performed in this way。 The merry old gentleman；
placing a snuff…box in one pocket of his trousers； a note…case in the
other； and a watch in his waistcoat pocket； with a guard…chain
round his neck； and sticking a mock diamond pin in his shirt；
buttoned his coat tightly round him； and putting his spectacle…case
and handkerchief in his pockets； trotted up and down the room
with a stick； in imitation of the manner in which old gentlemen
walk about the streets any hour in the day。 Sometimes he stopped
at the fireplace； and sometimes at the door； making believe that he
was staring with all his might into shop…windows。 At such times；
he would look constantly round him； for fear of thieves； and would
keep slapping all his pockets in turn； to see that he hadn’t lost
anything； in such a very funny and natural manner； that Oliver
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laughed till the tears ran down his face。 All this time； the two boys
followed him closely about； getting out of his sight； so nimbly；
every time he turned round that it was impossible to follow their
motions。 At last； the Dodger trod upon his toes； or ran upon his
boot accidentally； while Charley Bates stumbled up against him
behind； and in that one moment they took from him； with the most
extraordinary rapidity； snuff…box； note…case； watch…guard； chain；
shirt…pin； pocket…handkerchief—even the spectacle…case。 If the old
gentleman felt a hand in any of his pockets； he cried out where it
was； and then the game began all over again。
When this game had been played a great many times； a couple
of young ladies called to see the young gentlemen； one of whom
was named Bet； and the other Nancy。 They wore a good deal of
hair； not very neatly turned up behind； and were rather untidy
about the shoes and stockings。 They were not exactly pretty；
perhaps； but they had a great deal of colour in their faces； and
looked quite stout and hearty。 Being remarkably free and
agreeable in their manners； Oliver thought them very nice girls
indeed。 As there is no doubt they were。
These visitors stopped a long time。 Spirits were produced； in
consequence of one of the young ladies complaining of a coldness
in her inside； and the conversation took a very convivial and
improving turn。 At length； Charley Bates expressed his opinion
that it was time to pad the hoof。 This； it occurred to Oliver； must
be French for going out； for； directly afterwards； the Dodger； and
Charley； and the two young ladies； went away together； having
been kindly furnished by the amiable old Jew with money to
spend。
“There； my dear；” said Fagin。 “That’s a pleasant life； isn’t it？
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They have gone out for the day。”
“Have they done work； sir？” inquired Oliver。
“Yes；” said the Jew； “that is； unless they should unexpectedly
come across any； when they are out； and they won’t neglect it； if
they do； my dear； depend upon it。 Make ’em your models； my dear。
Make ’em your models；” tapping the fire…shovel on the hearth to
add force to his words； “do everything they bid you； and take their
advice in all manners—especially the Dodger’s； my dear。 He’ll be a
great man himself； and will make you one； too； if you take pattern
by him。—Is my handkerchief hanging out of my pocket； my dear？”
said the Jew； stopping short。
“Yes； sir；” said Oliver。
“See if you can take it out； without my feeling it； as you saw
them do； when we were at play this morning。”
Oliver held up the bottom of the pocket with one hand； as he
had seen the Dodger hold it； and drew the handkerchief lightly out
of it with the other。
“Is it gone？” cried the Jew。
“Here it is； sir；” said Oliver； showing it in his hand。
“You’re a clever boy； my dear；” said the playful old gentleman；
patting Oliver on the head approvingly。 “I never saw a sharper lad。
Here’s a shilling for you。 If you go on； in this way； you’ll be the
greatest man of the time。 And now come here； and I’ll show you
how to take the marks out of the handkerchiefs。”
Oliver wondered what picking the old gentleman’s pocket in
play had to do with his chances of being a great man。 But； thinking
that the Jew； being so much his senior； must know best； he
followed him quietly to the table； and was soon deeply involved in
his new study。
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Chapter 10
Oliver Becomes Better Acquainted With The
Characters Of His New Associates； And Purchases
Experience At A High Price—Being A Short But
Very Important Chapter In This History
For many days； Oliver remained in the Jew’s room； picking
the marks out of the pocket…handkerchiefs （of which a
great number were brought home）； and sometimes taking
part in the game already described； which the two boys and the
Jew played； regularly； every morning。 At length； he began to
languish for fresh air； and took many occasions of earnestly
entreating the old gentleman to allow him to go out to work； with
his two companions。
Oliver was rendered the more anxious to be actively employed；
by what he had seen of the stern morality of the old gentleman’s
character。 Whenever the Dodger or Charley Bates came home at
night； empty…handed； he would expatiate with great vehemence on
the misery of idle and lazy habits； and would enforce upon them
the necessity of an active life； by sending them supperless to bed。
On one occasion； indeed； he even went so far as to knock them
both down a flight of stairs； but this was carrying out his virtuous
precepts to an unusual extent。
At length； one morning； Oliver obtained the permission he had
so eagerly sought。 There had been no handkerchiefs to work upon；
for two or three days； and the dinners had been rather meagre。
Perhaps these were reasons for the old gentleman’s giving his
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assent； but； whether they were or no； he told Oliver he might go；
and placed him under the joint guardianship of Charley Bates； and
his friend the Dodger。
The three boys sallied out； the Dodger with his coat sleeves
tucked up； and his hat cocked； as usual； Master Bates sauntering
along with his hands in his pockets； and Oliver between them；
wondering where they were going； and what branch of
manufacture he would be instructed in； first。
The pace at which they went； was such a very lazy； ill…looking
saunter； that Oliver soon began to think his companions were
going to deceive the old gentleman； by not going to work at all。
The Dodger had a vicious propensity； too； of pulling the caps from
the heads of small boys and tossing them down areas； while
Charley Bates exhibited some very loose notions concerning the
rights of property； by pilfering divers apples and onions from the
stalls at the kennel sides； and thrusting them into pockets which
were so surprisingly capacious； that they seemed to undermine his
whole suit of clothes in every direction。 These things looked so
bad； that Oliver was on the point of declaring his intention of
seeking his way back； in the best way he could； when his thoughts
were suddenly directed into another channel； by a very mysterious
change of behaviour on the part of the Dodger。
They were just emerging from a narrow court not far from the
open square in Clerkenwell； which is yet called； by some strange
perversion of terms。 “The Green；” when the Dodger made a
sudden stop； and； laying his finger on his lip； drew his companions
back again； with the greatest caution and circumspection。
“What’s the matter？” demanded Oliver。
“Hush！
