1 'I wonder whether THEY can hear it,' said Nancy.
2 The assistants were paralysed with wonder; the boys with fear.
3 'I shouldn't wonder if it was,' exclaimed Brittles, catching at the idea.
4 But it's wonderful,' said Mr. Giles, when he had explained, 'what a man will do, when his blood is up.
5 Oliver wondered, in his own mind, whether it had taken a very long time to get Mr. Sowerberry used to it.
6 As they passed the different mile-stones, Oliver wondered, more and more, where his companion meant to take him.
7 Oliver wondered what picking the old gentleman's pocket in play, had to do with his chances of being a great man.
8 A few there were, who seemed unmindful of him, and looked only to the jury, in impatient wonder how they could delay.
9 After a few days, the affair began to be forgotten, as most affairs are, when wonder, having no fresh food to support it, dies away of itself.
10 He wondered whether it was like, and looked on when the artist broke his pencil-point, and made another with his knife, as any idle spectator might have done.
11 The few who lingered as they passed, and wondered what the man was doing who was to be hanged to-morrow, would have slept but ill that night, if they could have seen him.
12 Oliver looked at Sikes, in mute and timid wonder; and drawing a stool to the fire, sat with his aching head upon his hands, scarecely knowing where he was, or what was passing around him.
13 He wondered within himself whether this man had been to get his dinner, what he had had, and where he had had it; and pursued this train of careless thought until some new object caught his eye and roused another.
14 Mr. Giles walked into the corner with much importance, and some wonder, and was honoured with a short whispering conference with the doctor, on the termination of which, he made a great many bows, and retired with steps of unusual stateliness.
15 And here he remained in such terror as none but he can know, trembling in every limb, and the cold sweat starting from every pore, when suddenly there arose upon the night-wind the noise of distant shouting, and the roar of voices mingled in alarm and wonder.
16 The donkey was in a state of profound abstraction: wondering, probably, whether he was destined to be regaled with a cabbage-stalk or two when he had disposed of the two sacks of soot with which the little cart was laden; so, without noticing the word of command, he jogged onward.
17 With the purest and most amiable generosity on one side; and the truest, warmest, soul-felt gratitude on the other; it is no wonder that, by the end of that short time, Oliver Twist had become completely domesticated with the old lady and her niece, and that the fervent attachment of his young and sensitive heart, was repaid by their pride in, and attachment to, himself.
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