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'
Never
mind
,
Charley
,
'
said
Fagin
soothingly
;
'
it
'll
come
out
,
it
'll
be
sure
to
come
out
.
They
'll
all
know
what
a
clever
fellow
he
was
;
he
'll
show
it
himself
,
and
not
disgrace
his
old
pals
and
teachers
.
Think
how
young
he
is
too
!
What
a
distinction
,
Charley
,
to
be
lagged
at
his
time
of
life
!
'
'
Well
,
it
is
a
honour
that
is
!
'
said
Charley
,
a
little
consoled
.
'
He
shall
have
all
he
wants
,
'
continued
the
Jew
.
'
He
shall
be
kept
in
the
Stone
Jug
,
Charley
,
like
a
gentleman
.
Like
a
gentleman
!
With
his
beer
every
day
,
and
money
in
his
pocket
to
pitch
and
toss
with
,
if
he
ca
n't
spend
it
.
'
'
No
,
shall
he
though
?
'
cried
Charley
Bates
.
'
Ay
,
that
he
shall
,
'
replied
Fagin
,
'
and
we
'll
have
a
big-wig
,
Charley
:
one
that
's
got
the
greatest
gift
of
the
gab
:
to
carry
on
his
defence
;
and
he
shall
make
a
speech
for
himself
too
,
if
he
likes
;
and
we
'll
read
it
all
in
the
papers
--
"
Artful
Dodger
--
shrieks
of
laughter
--
here
the
court
was
convulsed
"
--
eh
,
Charley
,
eh
?
'
'
Ha
!
ha
!
laughed
Master
Bates
,
'
what
a
lark
that
would
be
,
would
n't
it
,
Fagin
?
I
say
,
how
the
Artful
would
bother
'em
would
n't
he
?
'
'
Would
!
'
cried
Fagin
.
'
He
shall
--
he
will
!
'
'
Ah
,
to
be
sure
,
so
he
will
,
'
repeated
Charley
,
rubbing
his
hands
.
'
I
think
I
see
him
now
,
'
cried
the
Jew
,
bending
his
eyes
upon
his
pupil
.
'
So
do
I
,
'
cried
Charley
Bates
.
'
Ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
so
do
I.
I
see
it
all
afore
me
,
upon
my
soul
I
do
,
Fagin
.
What
a
game
!
What
a
regular
game
!
All
the
big-wigs
trying
to
look
solemn
,
and
Jack
Dawkins
addressing
of
'em
as
intimate
and
comfortable
as
if
he
was
the
judge
's
own
son
making
a
speech
arter
dinner
--
ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
'
