Chapter 7(1 / 2)

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OLIVERCONTINUESREFRACTORY

NoahClaypoleranalongthestreetsathisswiftestpace,andpausednotonceforbreath,untilhereachedtheworkhouse-gate。Havingrestedhere,foraminuteorso,tocollectagoodburstofsobsandanimposingshowoftearsandterror,heknockedloudlyatthewicket;andpresentedsucharuefulfacetotheagedpauperwhoopenedit,thatevenhe,whosawnothingbutruefulfacesabouthimatthebestoftimes,startedbackinastonishment。

‘Why,what'sthematterwiththeboy!’saidtheoldpauper。

‘Mr。Bumble!Mr。Bumble!’criedNoah,withwell-affecteddismay:andintonessoloudandagitated,thattheynotonlycaughttheearofMr。Bumblehimself,whohappenedtobehardby,butalarmedhimsomuchthatherushedintotheyardwithouthiscockedhat,--whichisaverycuriousandremarkablecircumstance:asshowingthatevenabeadle,acteduponasuddenandpowerfulimpulse,maybeafflictedwithamomentaryvisitationoflossofself-possession,andforgetfulnessofpersonaldignity。

‘Oh,Mr。Bumble,sir!’saidNoah:‘Oliver,sir,--Oliverhas--’

‘What?What?’interposedMr。Bumble:withagleamofpleasureinhismetalliceyes。‘Notrunaway;hehasn'trunaway,hashe,Noah?’

‘No,sir,no。Notrunaway,sir,buthe'sturnedwicious,’repliedNoah。‘Hetriedtomurderme,sir;andthenhetriedtomurderCharlotte;andthenmissis。Oh!whatdreadfulpainitis!

Suchagony,please,sir!‘Andhere,Noahwrithedandtwistedhisbodyintoanextensivevarietyofeel-likepositions;therebygivingMr。Bumbletounderstandthat,fromtheviolentandsanguinaryonsetofOliverTwist,hehadsustainedsevereinternalinjuryanddamage,fromwhichhewasatthatmomentsufferingtheacutesttorture。

WhenNoahsawthattheintelligencehecommunicatedperfectlyparalysedMr。Bumble,heimpartedadditionaleffectthereunto,bybewailinghisdreadfulwoundstentimeslouderthanbefore;andwhenheobservedagentlemaninawhitewaistcoatcrossingtheyard,hewasmoretragicinhislamentationsthanever:rightlyconceivingithighlyexpedienttoattractthenotice,androusetheindignation,ofthegentlemanaforesaid。

Thegentleman'snoticewasverysoonattracted;forhehadnotwalkedthreepaces,whenheturnedangrilyround,andinquiredwhatthatyoungcurwashowlingfor,andwhyMr。Bumbledidnotfavourhimwithsomethingwhichwouldrendertheseriesofvocularexclamationssodesignated,aninvoluntaryprocess?

‘It'sapoorboyfromthefree-school,sir,’repliedMr。Bumble,‘whohasbeennearlymurdered--allbutmurdered,sir,--byyoungTwist。’

‘ByJove!’exclaimedthegentlemaninthewhitewaistcoat,stoppingshort。‘Iknewit!Ifeltastrangepresentimentfromtheveryfirst,thatthataudaciousyoungsavagewouldcometobehung!’

‘Hehaslikewiseattempted,sir,tomurderthefemaleservant,’saidMr。Bumble,withafaceofashypaleness。

‘Andhismissis,’interposedMr。Claypole。

‘Andhismaster,too,Ithinkyousaid,Noah?’addedMr。Bumble。

‘No!he'sout,orhewouldhavemurderedhim,’repliedNoah。‘Hesaidhewantedto。’

‘Ah!Saidhewantedto,didhe,myboy?’inquiredthegentlemaninthewhitewaistcoat。

‘Yes,sir,’repliedNoah。‘Andplease,sir,missiswantstoknowwhetherMr。Bumblecansparetimetostepupthere,directly,andfloghim--’causemaster'sout。‘

‘Certainly,myboy;certainly,’saidthegentlemaninthewhitewaistcoat:smilingbenignly,andpattingNoah'shead,whichwasaboutthreeincheshigherthanhisown。‘You'reagoodboy--averygoodboy。Here'sapennyforyou。Bumble,juststepuptoSowerberry'swithyourcane,andseewhat'sbesttobedone。Don'tsparehim,Bumble。’

‘No,Iwillnot,sir,’repliedthebeadle。Andthecockedhatandcanehavingbeen,bythistime,adjustedtotheirowner'ssatisfaction,Mr。BumbleandNoahClaypolebetookthemselveswithallspeedtotheundertaker'sshop。

Herethepositionofaffairshadnotatallimproved。Sowerberryhadnotyetreturned,andOlivercontinuedtokick,withundiminishedvigour,atthecellar-door。TheaccountsofhisferocityasrelatedbyMrs。SowerberryandCharlotte,wereofsostartlinganature,thatMr。Bumblejudgeditprudenttoparley,beforeopeningthedoor。Withthisviewhegaveakickattheoutside,bywayofprelude;and,then,applyinghismouthtothekeyhole,said,inadeepandimpressivetone:

‘Oliver!’

‘Come;youletmeout!’repliedOliver,fromtheinside。

‘Doyouknowthisherevoice,Oliver?’saidMr。Bumble。

‘Yes,’repliedOliver。

‘Ain'tyouafraidofit,sir?Ain'tyoua-tremblingwhileIspeak,sir?’saidMr。Bumble。

‘No!’repliedOliver,boldly。

Ananswersodifferentfromtheonehehadexpectedtoelicit,andwasinthehabitofreceiving,staggeredMr。Bumblenotalittle。Hesteppedbackfromthekeyhole;drewhimselfuptohisfullheight;andlookedfromonetoanotherofthethreebystanders,inmuteastonishment。

‘Oh,youknow,Mr。Bumble,hemustbemad,’saidMrs。Sowerberry。

‘Noboyinhalfhissensescouldventuretospeaksotoyou。’

‘It'snotMadness,ma'am,’repliedMr。Bumble,afterafewmomentsofdeepmeditation。‘It'sMeat。’

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