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'
Do
n't
,
'
cried
Oliver
,
struggling
.
'
Let
go
of
me
.
Who
is
it
?
What
are
you
stopping
me
for
?
'
The
only
reply
to
this
,
was
a
great
number
of
loud
lamentations
from
the
young
woman
who
had
embraced
him
;
and
who
had
a
little
basket
and
a
street-door
key
in
her
hand
.
'
Oh
my
gracious
!
'
said
the
young
woman
,
'
I
have
found
him
!
Oh
!
Oliver
!
Oliver
!
Oh
you
naughty
boy
,
to
make
me
suffer
such
distress
on
your
account
!
Come
home
,
dear
,
come
.
Oh
,
I
've
found
him
.
Thank
gracious
goodness
heavins
,
I
've
found
him
!
'
With
these
incoherent
exclamations
,
the
young
woman
burst
into
another
fit
of
crying
,
and
got
so
dreadfully
hysterical
,
that
a
couple
of
women
who
came
up
at
the
moment
asked
a
butcher
's
boy
with
a
shiny
head
of
hair
anointed
with
suet
,
who
was
also
looking
on
,
whether
he
did
n't
think
he
had
better
run
for
the
doctor
.
To
which
,
the
butcher
's
boy
:
who
appeared
of
a
lounging
,
not
to
say
indolent
disposition
:
replied
,
that
he
thought
not
.
'
Oh
,
no
,
no
,
never
mind
,
'
said
the
young
woman
,
grasping
Oliver
's
hand
;
'
I
'm
better
now
.
Come
home
directly
,
you
cruel
boy
!
Come
!
'
'
Oh
,
ma'am
,
'
replied
the
young
woman
,
'
he
ran
away
,
near
a
month
ago
,
from
his
parents
,
who
are
hard-working
and
respectable
people
;
and
went
and
joined
a
set
of
thieves
and
bad
characters
;
and
almost
broke
his
mother
's
heart
.
'
'
Young
wretch
!
'
said
one
woman
.
'
Go
home
,
do
,
you
little
brute
,
'
said
the
other
.
'
I
am
not
,
'
replied
Oliver
,
greatly
alarmed
.
'
I
do
n't
know
her
.
I
have
n't
any
sister
,
or
father
and
mother
either
.
I
'm
an
orphan
;
I
live
at
Pentonville
.
'
'
Only
hear
him
,
how
he
braves
it
out
!
'
cried
the
young
woman
.
