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'
Cause
the
government
,
as
cares
for
the
lives
of
such
men
as
you
,
as
have
n't
half
the
pluck
of
curs
,
lets
a
man
kill
a
dog
how
he
likes
,
'
replied
Sikes
,
shutting
up
the
knife
with
a
very
expressive
look
;
'
that
's
why
.
'
The
Jew
rubbed
his
hands
;
and
,
sitting
down
at
the
table
,
affected
to
laugh
at
the
pleasantry
of
his
friend
.
He
was
obviously
very
ill
at
ease
,
however
.
'
Grin
away
,
'
said
Sikes
,
replacing
the
poker
,
and
surveying
him
with
savage
contempt
;
'
grin
away
.
You
'll
never
have
the
laugh
at
me
,
though
,
unless
it
's
behind
a
nightcap
.
I
've
got
the
upper
hand
over
you
,
Fagin
;
and
,
d
--
me
,
I
'll
keep
it
.
There
!
If
I
go
,
you
go
;
so
take
care
of
me
.
'
'
Well
,
well
,
my
dear
,
'
said
the
Jew
,
'
I
know
all
that
;
we
--
we
--
have
a
mutual
interest
,
Bill
--
a
mutual
interest
.
'
'
Humph
,
'
said
Sikes
,
as
if
he
though
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
.
'
Where
is
it
?
Hand
over
!
'
'
Yes
,
yes
,
Bill
;
give
me
time
,
give
me
time
,
'
replied
the
Jew
,
soothingly
.
'
Here
it
is
!
All
safe
!
'
As
he
spoke
,
he
drew
forth
an
old
cotton
handkerchief
from
his
breast
;
and
untying
a
large
knot
in
one
corner
,
produced
a
small
brown-paper
packet
.
Sikes
,
snatching
it
from
him
,
hastily
opened
it
;
and
proceeded
to
count
the
sovereigns
it
contained
.
'
This
is
all
,
is
it
?
'
inquired
Sikes
.
