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'
She
had
found
out
some
new
friends
,
my
dear
,
and
I
must
know
who
they
are
,
'
replied
Fagin
.
'
I
see
,
'
said
Noah
.
'
Just
to
have
the
pleasure
of
knowing
them
,
if
they
're
respectable
people
,
eh
?
Ha
!
ha
!
ha
!
I
'm
your
man
.
'
'
I
knew
you
would
be
,
'
cried
Fagin
,
eleated
by
the
success
of
his
proposal
.
'
Of
course
,
of
course
,
'
replied
Noah
.
'
Where
is
she
?
Where
am
I
to
wait
for
her
?
Where
am
I
to
go
?
'
'
All
that
,
my
dear
,
you
shall
hear
from
me
.
I
'll
point
her
out
at
the
proper
time
,
'
said
Fagin
.
'
You
keep
ready
,
and
leave
the
rest
to
me
.
'
That
night
,
and
the
next
,
and
the
next
again
,
the
spy
sat
booted
and
equipped
in
his
carter
's
dress
:
ready
to
turn
out
at
a
word
from
Fagin
.
Six
nights
passed
--
six
long
weary
nights
--
and
on
each
,
Fagin
came
home
with
a
disappointed
face
,
and
briefly
intimated
that
it
was
not
yet
time
.
On
the
seventh
,
he
returned
earlier
,
and
with
an
exultation
he
could
not
conceal
.
It
was
Sunday
.
'
She
goes
abroad
to-night
,
'
said
Fagin
,
'
and
on
the
right
errand
,
I
'm
sure
;
for
she
has
been
alone
all
day
,
and
the
man
she
is
afraid
of
will
not
be
back
much
before
daybreak
.
Come
with
me
.
Quick
!
'
Noah
started
up
without
saying
a
word
;
for
the
Jew
was
in
a
state
of
such
intense
excitement
that
it
infected
him
.
They
left
the
house
stealthily
,
and
hurrying
through
a
labyrinth
of
streets
,
arrived
at
length
before
a
public-house
,
which
Noah
recognised
as
the
same
in
which
he
had
slept
,
on
the
night
of
his
arrival
in
London
.
It
was
past
eleven
o'clock
,
and
the
door
was
closed
.
It
opened
softly
on
its
hinges
as
Fagin
gave
a
low
whistle
.
They
entered
,
without
noise
;
and
the
door
was
closed
behind
them
.
