Having gone through this very extraordinary performance, he tookoff the cocked hat again, and, spreading himself before the firewith his back towards it, seemed to be mentally engaged in takingan exact inventory of the furniture.。， 'Take his other hand, Toby,' said Sikes. 'Look out, Barney.'
'They had better not!' said Mr. Bumble, clenching his fist. 'Letme see any man, porochial or extra-porochial, as would presume todo it; and I can tell him that he wouldn't do it a second time!'。， 'Your must say it all over again, if it's anything you want me todo,' rejoined Nancy; 'and if it is, you had better wait tillto-morrow. You put me up for a minute; but now I'm stupidagain.'
As Fagin stepped softly in, the professional gentleman, runningover the keys by way of prelude, occasioned a general cry oforder for a song; which having subsided, a young lady proceededto entertain the company with a ballad in four verses, betweeneach of which the accompanyist played the melody all through, asloud as he could. When this was over, the chairman gave asentiment, after which, the professional gentleman on thechairman's right and left volunteered a duet, and sang it, withgreat applause.。， CHAPTER XXVIII
Having eased his mind by this discovery; and having accomplishedhis twofold object of imparting to the girl what he had, thatnight, heard, and of ascertaining, with his own eyes, that Sikeshad not returned, Mr. Fagin again turned his face homeward:leaving his young friend asleep, with her head upon the table.。，
In the short time he had had to collect his senses, the boy hadfirmly resolved that, whether he died in the attempt or not, hewould make one effort to dart upstairs from the hall, and alarmthe family. Filled with this idea, he advanced at once, butstealthiy.。， 'Hard-hearted, ma'am?' said Mr. Bumble. 'Hard?' Mr. Bumbleresigned his cup without another word; squeezed Mrs. Corney'slittle finger as she took it; and inflicting two open-handedslaps upon his laced waistcoat, gave a mighty sigh, and hitchedhis chair a very little morsel farther from the fire.
， 'I say,' said the other, looking over the rails, and speaking ina hoarse whisper; 'what a time this would be for a sell! I'vegot Phil Barker here: so drunk, that a boy might take him!'。， CHAPTER XXVIII