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OLIVERWALKSTOLONDON。HEENCOUNTERSONTHEROADASTRANGESORTOFYOUNGGENTLEMAN
Oliverreachedthestileatwhichtheby-pathterminated；andoncemoregainedthehigh-road。Itwaseighto'clocknow。Thoughhewasnearlyfivemilesawayfromthetown，heran，andhidbehindthehedges，byturns，tillnoon：fearingthathemightbepursuedandovertaken。Thenhesatdowntorestbythesideofthemilestone，andbegantothink，forthefirsttime，wherehehadbettergoandtrytolive。
Thestonebywhichhewasseated，bore，inlargecharacters，anintimationthatitwasjustseventymilesfromthatspottoLondon。Thenameawakenedanewtrainofideasintheboy'smind。
London！--thatgreatplace！--nobody--notevenMr。Bumble--couldeverfindhimthere！Hehadoftenheardtheoldmenintheworkhouse，too，saythatnoladofspiritneedwantinLondon；andthattherewerewaysoflivinginthatvastcity，whichthosewhohadbeenbredupincountrypartshadnoideaof。Itwastheveryplaceforahomelessboy，whomustdieinthestreetsunlesssomeonehelpedhim。Asthesethingspassedthroughhisthoughts，hejumpeduponhisfeet，andagainwalkedforward。
HehaddiminishedthedistancebetweenhimselfandLondonbyfullfourmilesmore，beforeherecollectedhowmuchhemustundergoerehecouldhopetoreachhisplaceofdestination。Asthisconsiderationforceditselfuponhim，heslackenedhispacealittle，andmeditateduponhismeansofgettingthere。Hehadacrustofbread，acoarseshirt，andtwopairsofstockings，inhisbundle。Hehadapennytoo--agiftofSowerberry'saftersomefuneralinwhichhehadacquittedhimselfmorethanordinarilywell--inhispocket。‘Acleanshirt，’thoughtOliver，‘isaverycomfortablething；andsoaretwopairsofdarnedstockings；andsoisapenny；buttheyaresmallhelpstoasixty-fivemiles’walkinwintertime。‘ButOliver'sthoughts，likethoseofmostotherpeople，althoughtheywereextremelyreadyandactivetopointouthisdifficulties，werewhollyatalosstosuggestanyfeasiblemodeofsurmountingthem；so，afteragooddealofthinkingtonoparticularpurpose，hechangedhislittlebundleovertotheothershoulder，andtrudgedon。
Oliverwalkedtwentymilesthatday；andallthattimetastednothingbutthecrustofdrybread，andafewdraughtsofwater，whichhebeggedatthecottage-doorsbytheroad-side。Whenthenightcame，heturnedintoameadow；and，creepingcloseunderahay-rick，determinedtoliethere，tillmorning。Hefeltfrightenedatfirst，forthewindmoaneddismallyovertheemptyfields：andhewascoldandhungry，andmorealonethanhehadeverfeltbefore。Beingverytiredwithhiswalk，however，hesoonfellasleepandforgothistroubles。
Hefeltcoldandstiff，whenhegotupnextmorning，andsohungrythathewasobligedtoexchangethepennyforasmallloaf，intheveryfirstvillagethroughwhichhepassed。Hehadwalkednomorethantwelvemiles，whennightclosedinagain。Hisfeetweresore，andhislegssoweakthattheytrembledbeneathhim。Anothernightpassedinthebleakdampair，madehimworse；whenhesetforwardonhisjourneynextmorninghecouldhardlycrawlalong。
Hewaitedatthebottomofasteephilltillastage-coachcameup，andthenbeggedoftheoutsidepassengers；buttherewereveryfewwhotookanynoticeofhim：andeventhosetoldhimtowaittilltheygottothetopofthehill，andthenletthemseehowfarhecouldrunforahalfpenny。PoorOlivertriedtokeepupwiththecoachalittleway，butwasunabletodoit，byreasonofhisfatigueandsorefeet。Whentheoutsidessawthis，theyputtheirhalfpencebackintotheirpocketsagain，declaringthathewasanidleyoungdog，anddidn'tdeserveanything；andthecoachrattledawayandleftonlyacloudofdustbehind。
Insomevillages，largepaintedboardswerefixedup：warningallpersonswhobeggedwithinthedistrict，thattheywouldbesenttojail。ThisfrightenedOliververymuch，andmadehimgladtogetoutofthosevillageswithallpossibleexpedition。Inothers，hewouldstandabouttheinn-yards，andlookmournfullyateveryonewhopassed：aproceedingwhichgenerallyterminatedinthelandlady'sorderingoneofthepost-boyswhowereloungingabout，todrivethatstrangeboyoutoftheplace，forshewassurehehadcometostealsomething。Ifhebeggedatafarmer'shouse，tentoonebuttheythreatenedtosetthedogonhim；andwhenheshowedhisnoseinashop，theytalkedaboutthebeadle--whichbroughtOliver'sheartintohismouth，--veryoftentheonlythinghehadthere，formanyhourstogether。
Infact，ifithadnotbeenforagood-heartedturnpike-man，andabenevolentoldlady，Oliver'stroubleswouldhavebeenshortenedbytheverysameprocesswhichhadputanendtohismother's；inotherwords，hewouldmostassuredlyhavefallendeadupontheking'shighway。Buttheturnpike-mangavehimamealofbreadandcheese；andtheoldlady，whohadashipwreckedgrandsonwanderingbarefootinsomedistantpartoftheearth，tookpityuponthepoororphan，andgavehimwhatlittleshecouldafford--andmore--withsuchkindandgentlewords，andsuchtearsofsympathyandcompassion，thattheysankdeeperintoOliver'ssoul，thanallthesufferingshehadeverundergone。
Earlyontheseventhmorningafterhehadlefthisnativeplace，OliverlimpedslowlyintothelittletownofBarnet。Thewindow-shutterswereclosed；thestreetwasempty；notasoulhadawakenedtothebusinessoftheday。Thesunwasrisinginallitssplendidbeauty；butthelightonlyservedtoshowtheboyhisownlonesomenessanddesolation，ashesat，withbleedingfeetandcoveredwithdust，uponadoor-step。
Bydegrees，theshutterswereopened；thewindow-blindsweredrawnup；andpeoplebeganpassingtoandfro。SomefewstoppedtogazeatOliverforamomentortwo，orturnedroundtostareathimastheyhurriedby；butnonerelievedhim，ortroubledthemselvestoinquirehowhecamethere。Hehadnohearttobeg。Andtherehesat。
Hehadbeencrouchingonthestepforsometime：wonderingatthegreatnumberofpublic-houses（everyotherhouseinBarnetwasatavern，largeorsmall），gazinglistlesslyatthecoachesastheypassedthrough，andthinkinghowstrangeitseemedthattheycoulddo，withease，inafewhours，whatithadtakenhimawholeweekofcourageanddeterminationbeyondhisyearstoaccomplish：whenhewasrousedbyobservingthataboy，whohadpassedhimcarelesslysomeminutesbefore，hadreturned，andwasnowsurveyinghimmostearnestlyfromtheoppositesideoftheway。Hetooklittleheedofthisatfirst；buttheboyremainedinthesameattitudeofcloseobservationsolong，thatOliverraisedhishead，andreturnedhissteadylook。Uponthis，theboycrossedover；andwalkingcloseuptoOliver，said，
‘Hullo，mycovey！What'stherow？’
Theboywhoaddressedthisinquirytotheyoungwayfarer，wasabouthisownage：butoneofthequeerestlookingboysthatOliverhadevenseen。Hewasasnub-nosed，flat-browed，common-facedboyenough；andasdirtyajuvenileasonewouldwishtosee；buthehadabouthimalltheairsandmannersofaman。Hewasshortofhisage：withratherbow-legs，andlittle，sharp，uglyeyes。Hishatwasstuckonthetopofhisheadsolightly，thatitthreatenedtofalloffeverymoment--andwouldhavedoneso，veryoften，ifthewearerhadnothadaknackofeverynowandthengivinghisheadasuddentwitch，whichbroughtitbacktoitsoldplaceagain。Heworeaman'scoat，whichreachednearlytohisheels。Hehadturnedthecuffsback，half-wayuphisarm，togethishandsoutofthesleeves：apparentlywiththeultimateviewofthrustingthemintothepocketsofhiscorduroytrousers；fortherehekeptthem。Hewas，altogether，asroysteringandswaggeringayounggentlemanaseverstoodfourfeetsix，orsomethingless，inthebluchers。
‘Hullo，mycovey！What'stherow？’saidthisstrangeyounggentlemantoOliver。
‘Iamveryhungryandtired，’repliedOliver：thetearsstandinginhiseyesashespoke。‘Ihavewalkedalongway。Ihavebeenwalkingthesesevendays。’
‘Walkingforsivindays！’saidtheyounggentleman。‘Oh，Isee。Beak'sorder，eh？But，’headded，noticingOliver'slookofsurprise，‘Isupposeyoudon'tknowwhatabeakis，myflashcom-pan-i-on。’
Olivermildlyreplied，thathehadalwaysheardabird'smouthdescribedbytheterminquestion。
‘Myeyes，howgreen！’exclaimedtheyounggentleman。‘Why，abeak'samadgst'rate；andwhenyouwalkbyabeak'sorder，it'snotstraightforerd，butalwaysagoingup，andniveracomingdownagin。Wasyouneveronthemill？’
‘Whatmill？’inquiredOliver。
‘Whatmill！Why，_the_mill--themillastakesupsolittleroomthatit'llworkinsideaStoneJug；andalwaysgoesbetterwhenthewind'slowwithpeople，thanwhenit'shigh；acosthentheycan'tgetworkmen。Butcome，’saidtheyounggentleman；‘youwantgrub，andyoushallhaveit。I'matlow-water-markmyself--onlyonebobandamagpie；but，asfarasitgoes，I'llforkoutandstump。Upwithyouonyourpins。There！Nowthen！’Morrice！‘
AssistingOlivertorise，theyounggentlemantookhimtoanadjacentchandler'sshop，wherehepurchasedasufficiencyofready-dressedhamandahalf-quarternloaf，or，ashehimselfexpressedit，‘afourpennybran！’thehambeingkeptcleanandpreservedfromdust，bytheingeniousexpedientofmakingaholeintheloafbypullingoutaportionofthecrumb，andstuffingittherein。Takingthebreadunderhisarm，theyounggentlmanturnedintoasmallpublic-house，andledthewaytoatap-roomintherearofthepremises。Here，apotofbeerwasbroughtin，bydirectionofthemysteriousyouth；andOliver，fallingto，athisnewfriend'sbidding，madealongandheartymeal，duringtheprogressofwhichthestrangeboyeyedhimfromtimetotimewithgreatattention。
‘GoingtoLondon？’saidthestrangeboy，whenOliverhadatlengthconcluded。
‘Yes。’
‘Gotanylodgings？’
‘No。’
‘Money？’
‘No。’
Thestrangeboywhistled；andputhisarmsintohispockets，asfarasthebigcoat-sleeveswouldletthemgo。
‘DoyouliveinLondon？’inquiredOliver。
‘Yes。Ido，whenI'mathome，’repliedtheboy。‘Isupposeyouwantsomeplacetosleepinto-night，don'tyou？’
‘Ido，indeed，’answeredOliver。‘IhavenotsleptunderaroofsinceIleftthecountry。’
‘Don'tfretyoureyelidsonthatscore，’saidtheyounggentleman。‘I'vegottobeinLondonto-night；andIknowa’spectableoldgentlemanaslivesthere，wot'llgiveyoulodgingsfornothink，andneveraskforthechange--thatis，ifanygenelmanheknowsinterducesyou。Anddon'theknowme？Oh，no！Notintheleast！Bynomeans。Certainlynot！‘
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