1 The books are on a chair by my table.
2 And here's a book for you to read, till they come to fetch you.
3 In a paroxysm of fear, the boy closed the book, and thrust it from him.
4 He turned with a sigh to the book, which had been the innocent cause of all this disturbance.
5 He closed his book hastily; and was at once ushered into the imposing presence of the renowned Mr. Fang.
6 When he saw Oliver, he pushed the book away from him, and told him to come near the table, and sit down.
7 He had taken up a book from the stall, and there he stood, reading away, as hard as if he were in his elbow-chair, in his own study.
8 Oliver complied; marvelling where the people could be found to read such a great number of books as seemed to be written to make the world wiser.
9 Oliver, delighted to be of use, brought down the books under his arm in a great bustle; and waited, cap in hand, to hear what message he was to take.
10 On Mr. Brownlow calling to him to come in, he found himself in a little back room, quite full of books, with a window, looking into some pleasant little gardens.
11 So, he heaved a sigh over the recollections he awakened; and being, happily for himself, an absent old gentleman, buried them again in the pages of the musty book.
12 He remained lost in thought for some minutes; and then, with a heavy sigh, snuffed the candle, and, taking up the book which the Jew had left with him, began to read.
13 The mandate was obeyed; and the indignant Mr. Brownlow was conveyed out, with the book in one hand, and the bamboo cane in the other: in a perfect phrenzy of rage and defiance.
14 You are to say,' said Mr. Brownlow, glancing steadily at Grimwig; 'you are to say that you have brought those books back; and that you have come to pay the four pound ten I owe him.
15 There is something in that boy's face,' said the old gentleman to himself as he walked slowly away, tapping his chin with the cover of the book, in a thoughtful manner; 'something that touches and interests me.
16 I consider, sir, that you have obtained possession of that book, under very suspicious and disreputable circumstances; and you may think yourself very fortunate that the owner of the property declines to prosecute.
17 As fate would have it, Mrs. Bedwin chanced to bring in, at this moment, a small parcel of books, which Mr. Brownlow had that morning purchased of the identical bookstall-keeper, who has already figured in this history; having laid them on the table, she prepared to leave the room.
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