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Scarcely
venturing
to
whisper
,
but
substituting
dumb
show
for
words
,
Fagin
,
and
the
young
Jew
who
had
admitted
them
,
pointed
out
the
pane
of
glass
to
Noah
,
and
signed
to
him
to
climb
up
and
observe
the
person
in
the
adjoining
room
.
'
Is
that
the
woman
?
'
he
asked
,
scarcely
above
his
breath
.
Fagin
nodded
yes
.
'
I
ca
n't
see
her
face
well
,
'
whispered
Noah
.
'
She
is
looking
down
,
and
the
candle
is
behind
her
.
'
Stay
there
,
'
whispered
Fagin
.
He
signed
to
Barney
,
who
withdrew
.
In
an
instant
,
the
lad
entered
the
room
adjoining
,
and
,
under
pretence
of
snuffing
the
candle
,
moved
it
in
the
required
position
,
and
,
speaking
to
the
girl
,
caused
her
to
raise
her
face
.
'
I
see
her
now
,
'
cried
the
spy
.
'
Plainly
?
'
'
I
should
know
her
among
a
thousand
.
'
He
hastily
descended
,
as
the
room-door
opened
,
and
the
girl
came
out
.
Fagin
drew
him
behind
a
small
partition
which
was
curtained
off
,
and
they
held
their
breaths
as
she
passed
within
a
few
feet
of
their
place
of
concealment
,
and
emerged
by
the
door
at
which
they
had
entered
.
'
Hist
!
'
cried
the
lad
who
held
the
door
.
'
Dow
.
'
