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'
If
you
please
,
sir
,
'
said
Oliver
.
'
You
'd
like
to
be
able
to
make
pocket-handkerchiefs
as
easy
as
Charley
Bates
,
would
n't
you
,
my
dear
?
'
said
the
Jew
.
'
Very
much
,
indeed
,
if
you
'll
teach
me
,
sir
,
'
replied
Oliver
.
Master
Bates
saw
something
so
exquisitely
ludicrous
in
this
reply
,
that
he
burst
into
another
laugh
;
which
laugh
,
meeting
the
coffee
he
was
drinking
,
and
carrying
it
down
some
wrong
channel
,
very
nearly
terminated
in
his
premature
suffocation
.
'
He
is
so
jolly
green
!
'
said
Charley
when
he
recovered
,
as
an
apology
to
the
company
for
his
unpolite
behaviour
.
The
Dodger
said
nothing
,
but
he
smoothed
Oliver
's
hair
over
his
eyes
,
and
said
he
'd
know
better
,
by
and
by
;
upon
which
the
old
gentleman
,
observing
Oliver
's
colour
mounting
,
changed
the
subject
by
asking
whether
there
had
been
much
of
a
crowd
at
the
execution
that
morning
?
This
made
him
wonder
more
and
more
;
for
it
was
plain
from
the
replies
of
the
two
boys
that
they
had
both
been
there
;
and
Oliver
naturally
wondered
how
they
could
possibly
have
found
time
to
be
so
very
industrious
.
When
the
breakfast
was
cleared
away
;
the
merry
old
gentlman
and
the
two
boys
played
at
a
very
curious
and
uncommon
game
,
which
was
performed
in
this
way
.
The
merry
old
gentleman
,
placing
a
snuff-box
in
one
pocket
of
his
trousers
,
a
note-case
in
the
other
,
and
a
watch
in
his
waistcoat
pocket
,
with
a
guard-chain
round
his
neck
,
and
sticking
a
mock
diamond
pin
in
his
shirt
:
buttoned
his
coat
tight
round
him
,
and
putting
his
spectacle-case
and
handkerchief
in
his
pockets
,
trotted
up
and
down
the
room
with
a
stick
,
in
imitation
of
the
manner
in
which
old
gentlmen
walk
about
the
streets
any
hour
in
the
day
.
Sometimes
he
stopped
at
the
fire-place
,
and
sometimes
at
the
door
,
making
believe
that
he
was
staring
with
all
his
might
into
shop-windows
.
At
such
times
,
he
would
look
constantly
round
him
,
for
fear
of
thieves
,
and
would
keep
slapping
all
his
pockets
in
turn
,
to
see
that
he
had
n't
lost
anything
,
in
such
a
very
funny
and
natural
manner
,
that
Oliver
laughed
till
the
tears
ran
down
his
face
.
All
this
time
,
the
two
boys
followed
him
closely
about
:
getting
out
of
his
sight
,
so
nimbly
,
every
time
he
turned
round
,
that
it
was
impossible
to
follow
their
motions
.
At
last
,
the
Dodger
trod
upon
his
toes
,
or
ran
upon
his
boot
accidently
,
while
Charley
Bates
stumbled
up
against
him
behind
;
and
in
that
one
moment
they
took
from
him
,
with
the
most
extraordinary
rapidity
,
snuff-box
,
note-case
,
watch-guard
,
chain
,
shirt-pin
,
pocket-handkerchief
,
even
the
spectacle-case
.
If
the
old
gentlman
felt
a
hand
in
any
one
of
his
pockets
,
he
cried
out
where
it
was
;
and
then
the
game
began
all
over
again
.
When
this
game
had
been
played
a
great
many
times
,
a
couple
of
young
ladies
called
to
see
the
young
gentleman
;
one
of
whom
was
named
Bet
,
and
the
other
Nancy
.
They
wore
a
good
deal
of
hair
,
not
very
neatly
turned
up
behind
,
and
were
rather
untidy
about
the
shoes
and
stockings
.
They
were
not
exactly
pretty
,
perhaps
;
but
they
had
a
great
deal
of
colour
in
their
faces
,
and
looked
quite
stout
and
hearty
.
Being
remarkably
free
and
agreeable
in
their
manners
,
Oliver
thought
them
very
nice
girls
indeed
.
As
there
is
no
doubt
they
were
.
The
visitors
stopped
a
long
time
.
Spirits
were
produced
,
in
consequence
of
one
of
the
young
ladies
complaining
of
a
coldness
in
her
inside
;
and
the
conversation
took
a
very
convivial
and
improving
turn
.
At
length
,
Charley
Bates
expressed
his
opinion
that
it
was
time
to
pad
the
hoof
.
This
,
it
occurred
to
Oliver
,
must
be
French
for
going
out
;
for
directly
afterwards
,
the
Dodger
,
and
Charley
,
and
the
two
young
ladies
,
went
away
together
,
having
been
kindly
furnished
by
the
amiable
old
Jew
with
money
to
spend
.
