。， up go the windows, out run the people, onward bear the mob, awhole audience desert Punch in the very thickest of the plot,and, joining the rushing throng, swell the shout, and lend freshvigour to the cry, 'Stop thief! Stop thief!'
The old lady dropped a curtsey. The doctor, after tasting thecool stuff, and expressing a qualified approval of it, hurriedaway: his boots creaking in a very important and wealthy manneras he went downstairs.。，
。， 'Oh no, no,' returned Oliver quickly; 'but the eyes look sosorrowful; and where I sit, they seem fixed upon me. It makes myheart beat,' added Oliver in a low voice, 'as if it was alive,and wanted to speak to me, but couldn't.'
That when the Dodger, and his accomplished friend Master Bates,joined in the hue-and-cry which was raised at Oliver's heels, inconsequence of their executing an illegal conveyance of Mr.Brownlow's personal property, as has been already described, theywere actuated by a very laudable and becoming regard forthemselves; and forasmuch as the freedom of the subject and theliberty of the individual are among the first and proudest boastsof a true-hearted Englishman, so, I need hardly beg the reader toobserve, that this action should tend to exalt them in theopinion of all public and patriotic men, in almost as great adegree as this strong proof of their anxiety for their ownpreservation and safety goes to corroborate and confirm thelittle code of laws which certain profound and sound-judgingphilosophers have laid down as the main-springs of all Nature'sdeeds and actions: the said philosophers very wisely reducingthe good lady's proceedings to matters of maxim and theory: and,by a very neat and pretty compliment to her exalted wisdom andunderstanding, putting entirely out of sight any considerationsof heart, or generous impulse and feeling. For, these are matterstotally beneath a female who is acknowledged by universaladmission to be far above the numerous little foibles andweaknesses of her sex.。，
'If he hasn't peached, and is committed, there's no fear till hecomes out again,' said Mr. Sikes, 'and then he must be taken careon. You must get hold of him somehow.'。， 'It wasn't me indeed, sir. Indeed, indeed, it was two otherboys,' said Oliver, clasping his hands passionately, and lookinground. 'They are here somewhere.'
As the Jew uttered these words, his bright dark eyes, which hadbeen staring vacantly before him, fell on Oliver's face; theboy's eyes were fixed on his in mute curiousity; and although therecognition was only for an instant--for the briefest space oftime that can possibly be conceived--it was enough to show theold man that he had been observed.。，
'Thank you, sir,' said Oliver. At the earnest manner of hisreply, the old gentleman laughed again; and said something abouta curious instinct, which Oliver, not understanding, paid no verygreat attention to.。， But, for many days, Oliver remained insensible to all thegoodness of his new friends. The sun rose and sank, and rose andsank again, and many times after that; and still the boy laystretched on his uneasy bed, dwindling away beneath the dry andwasting heat of fever. The worm does not work more surely on thedead body, than does this slow creeping fire upon the livingframe.