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The
Jew
,
perceiving
that
Mr.
Chitling
was
considerably
roused
,
hastened
to
assure
him
that
nobody
was
laughing
;
and
to
prove
the
gravity
of
the
company
,
appealed
to
Master
Bates
,
the
principal
offender
.
But
,
unfortunately
,
Charley
,
in
opening
his
mouth
to
reply
that
he
was
never
more
serious
in
his
life
,
was
unable
to
prevent
the
escape
of
such
a
violent
roar
,
that
the
abused
Mr.
Chitling
,
without
any
preliminary
ceremonies
,
rushed
across
the
room
and
aimed
a
blow
at
the
offender
;
who
,
being
skilful
in
evading
pursuit
,
ducked
to
avoid
it
,
and
chose
his
time
so
well
that
it
lighted
on
the
chest
of
the
merry
old
gentleman
,
and
caused
him
to
stagger
to
the
wall
,
where
he
stood
panting
for
breath
,
while
Mr.
Chitling
looked
on
in
intense
dismay
.
'
Hark
!
'
cried
the
Dodger
at
this
moment
,
'
I
heard
the
tinkler
.
'
Catching
up
the
light
,
he
crept
softly
upstairs
.
The
bell
was
rung
again
,
with
some
impatience
,
while
the
party
were
in
darkness
.
After
a
short
pause
,
the
Dodger
reappeared
,
and
whispered
Fagin
mysteriously
.
'
What
!
'
cried
the
Jew
,
'
alone
?
'
The
Dodger
nodded
in
the
affirmative
,
and
,
shading
the
flame
of
the
candle
with
his
hand
,
gave
Charley
Bates
a
private
intimation
,
in
dumb
show
,
that
he
had
better
not
be
funny
just
then
.
Having
performed
this
friendly
office
,
he
fixed
his
eyes
on
the
Jew
's
face
,
and
awaited
his
directions
.
The
old
man
bit
his
yellow
fingers
,
and
meditated
for
some
seconds
;
his
face
working
with
agitation
the
while
,
as
if
he
dreaded
something
,
and
feared
to
know
the
worst
.
At
length
he
raised
his
head
.
'
Where
is
he
?
'
he
asked
.
The
Dodger
pointed
to
the
floor
above
,
and
made
a
gesture
,
as
if
to
leave
the
room
.
'
Yes
,
'
said
the
Jew
,
answering
the
mute
inquiry
;
'
bring
him
down
.
