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'
Certainly
,
my
boy
;
certainly
,
'
said
the
gentleman
in
the
white
waistcoat
:
smiling
benignly
,
and
patting
Noah
's
head
,
which
was
about
three
inches
higher
than
his
own
.
'
You
're
a
good
boy
--
a
very
good
boy
.
Here
's
a
penny
for
you
.
Bumble
,
just
step
up
to
Sowerberry
's
with
your
cane
,
and
seed
what
's
best
to
be
done
.
Do
n't
spare
him
,
Bumble
.
'
'
No
,
I
will
not
,
sir
,
'
replied
the
beadle
.
And
the
cocked
hat
and
cane
having
been
,
by
this
time
,
adjusted
to
their
owner
's
satisfaction
,
Mr.
Bumble
and
Noah
Claypole
betook
themselves
with
all
speed
to
the
undertaker
's
shop
.
Here
the
position
of
affairs
had
not
at
all
improved
.
Sowerberry
had
not
yet
returned
,
and
Oliver
continued
to
kick
,
with
undiminished
vigour
,
at
the
cellar-door
.
The
accounts
of
his
ferocity
as
related
by
Mrs.
Sowerberry
and
Charlotte
,
were
of
so
startling
a
nature
,
that
Mr.
Bumble
judged
it
prudent
to
parley
,
before
opening
the
door
.
With
this
view
he
gave
a
kick
at
the
outside
,
by
way
of
prelude
;
and
,
then
,
applying
his
mouth
to
the
keyhole
,
said
,
in
a
deep
and
impressive
tone
:
'
Oliver
!
'
'
Come
;
you
let
me
out
!
'
replied
Oliver
,
from
the
inside
.
'
Do
you
know
this
here
voice
,
Oliver
?
'
said
Mr.
Bumble
.
'
Yes
,
'
replied
Oliver
.
'
Ai
n't
you
afraid
of
it
,
sir
?
Ai
n't
you
a-trembling
while
I
speak
,
sir
?
'
said
Mr.
Bumble
.
'
No
!
'
replied
Oliver
,
boldly
.
An
answer
so
different
from
the
one
he
had
expected
to
elicit
,
and
was
in
the
habit
of
receiving
,
staggered
Mr.
Bumble
not
a
little
.
He
stepped
back
from
the
keyhole
;
drew
himself
up
to
his
full
height
;
and
looked
from
one
to
another
of
the
three
bystanders
,
in
mute
astonishment
.
