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90 OLIVER TWIST. in large dark shawls, and drew on their great-coats; while Barney, opening a cupboard, brought forth several articles, which he hastily crammed into the pockets. sc Barkers for me, Barney?” said Toby Crackit. “ Here they are,” replied Barney, producing a pair of pistols. “ You loaded them yourself.” c All right!” replied Toby, stowing them away. " The persuaders ?” 6 T’ve got ’em,” replied Sikes. c: Crape, keys, centre-bit, darkies— nothing forgotten?” inquired Toby, fastening a small crowbar to a loop inside the skirt of his coat. « All right!" rejoined his companion. (c Bring them bits of timber, Barney : that "s the time of day.” With these words he took a thick stick from Barney’s hands, who, having delivered another to Toby, busied himself in fastening on Oliver’s cape. c Now then!" said Sikes, holding out his hand. | Oliver, who was completely stupified by the unwonted exercise, and the air, and the drink that had been forced upon him, put his hand mechanically into that which Sikes extended for the purpose. c Take his other hand, Toby,” said Sikes. § Look out, Barney !” The man went to the door, and returned to announce that all was quiet. The two robbers issued forth with Oliver between them; and Barney, having made all fast, rolled himself up as before, and was soon asleep again. It was now intensely dark. The fog was much heavier than it had been in the early part of the night, and the atmosphere was so damp that, although no rain fell, Oliver’s hair and eyebrows within a few minutes after leaving the house had become stiff with the half-frozen moisture that was floating about. ‘They crossed the bridge, and kept on towards the lights which he had seen before. ‘They were at no great distance off; and, as they walked pretty briskly, they soon arrived at Chertsey. * Slap through the town,” whispered Sikes: “there ’ll be nobody in the way to-night to see us.” Toby acquiesced; and they hurried through the main street of the little town, which at that late hour was wholly deserted. A dim light shone at intervals from some bed-room window, and the hoarse barking of dogs occasionally broke the silence of the night; but there was nobody abroad, and they had cleared the town as the church-bell struck two. Quickening their pace, they turned up a road upon the left hand; after walkin about a quarter of a mile, they stopp before a detached house surrounded by a wall, to the top of which Toby Crackit, scarcely pausing to take breath, climbed in a twinkling. : c The boy next,” said Toby. " Hoist him up: [711 catch hold of him." Before Oliver had time to look round, Sikes had caught him under the arms, and in three or four seconds he and Toby were lying on the grass on the other side. Sikes followed directly, and they stole | cautiously towards the house. And now for the first time, Oliver, wellnigh mad with grief and terror, saw that housebreaking and robbery, if not murder, were the objects of the expedition. He clasped his hands together, and involuntarily uttered a subdued exclamation of horror. A mist came before his eyes, the cold sweat stood upon his ashy face, his limbs failed him, and he sunk upon his knees. “Get up!” murmured Sikes, trembling with rage, and drawing the pistol from his pocket; “get up, or I’ll strew your brains upon the grass !” s Oh! for God’s sake let me go!” cried Oliver; “ let me run away and die in the fields. I will never come near London— never, never! Oh! pray have mercy upon me, and do not make me steal: for the love of all the bright angels that rest in heaven, have mercy upon me !” The man to whom this appeal was made swore a dreadful oath, and had cocked the pistol, when Toby, striking it from his grasp, placed his hand upon the boy’s mouth and dragged him to the house. c Hush!” cried the man; “it won’t answer here. Say another word, and I ’ll do your business myself with a crack on the head that makes no noise, and is quite as certain and more genteel. Here, Bill, wrench the shutter open. He’s game enough now, I’ll engage. I’ve seen older hands of his age took the same way for a minute or two on a cold night.” Sikes, invoking terrific imprecations upon Fagin’s head for sending Oliver on such an errand, plied the crowbar vigorously, but with little noise; and, after some delay and some assistance from Toby, the shutter to which he had referred swung open on its hinges. It was a little lattice window, about five feet and a half above the ground, at (the back of the house, belonging to a
