Put the sentences in the right order. 1) Fagin sent his youthful friends to find Oliver

1) The noise ______ footsteps ______ the creaking stairs roused the merry old gentleman as he sat ______the fire.

2) Soon Oliver fell ______ a gentle doze, ______ which he was awakened ______the light ______ a candle.

3) Mrs. Bedwin broke bits of toasted bread ______the broth.

4) ______ reply the old man informed the deeply af­fected sister that Oliver fainted ______ the magistrate's room and first the magistrate sentenced him ______ three months ______ hard labour.

5) The officer heard that word mentioned ______ the directions to the coachman.

Put the verbs, given in brackets, in the right tense form.

1)At last Oliver (awake) and feebly raising himself in the bed he (look) anxiously around.

2) The doctor (feel) Oliver's pulse and (say) he (be) a great deal better.

3) Mrs. Bedwin (break) bits of toasted bread into the broth, and Oliver (swallow) the last spoonful, when they (hear) a soft rap at the door.

4) 'Oh, my brother!' (exclaim) Nancy. 'What has (become) of him? Where have they (take) him to?'

5) 'They've (get) Oliver,' (say) the old man.

Complete the sentences.

1)Oliver could not feel the kindness of his new friends because …

2) Mrs. Bedwin carried Oliver downstairs into the little housekeeper's room because …

3) Mrs. Bedwin wheeled Oliver's chair round to the other side of the room because …

4) The white dog coiled himself up in a corner very quietly, without uttering a sound, because …

5) The officer told Nancy everything he knew because …

What do you think?

1)Why do you think Oliver liked the portrait of a beautiful young lady?

2) Why did Fagin and Bill Sikes want to find Oliver?

3) Why did they choose Nancy to go to the police-office?

4) Why did Nancy manage to deceive the officer?

5) Why do you think Fagin put all his valuable things beneath his clothing?

CHAPTER 7

Oliver's Stay at Mr. Brownlow's. Oliver Goes out on an Errand

Oliver recovered soon, but, when he came down into the housekeeper's room next day, first of all, he wanted to look at the portrait of the beautiful lady. His expectations were disappointed,for the picture was removed.

'Ah!' said the housekeeper, watching the direction of Oliver's eyes. 'It is gone, you see.'

'I see it is, ma'am,' replied Oliver. 'Why have they taken it away?'

'It has been taken down, child, because Mr. Brown-low said, that it seemed to worry you,' said the old lady.

'Oh, no, indeed. It didn't worry me, ma'am,' said Oliver. 'I liked to see it. I quite loved it.'

'Well, well! You get well as fast as ever you can, dear, and it will be hung up again. There! I promise you that! Now, let us talk about something else.'

They were happy days. Everything was so quiet, and neat; everybody was so kind and gentle that it seemed like Heaven itself. Mr. Brownlow bought a new suit, and a new cap, and a new pair of shoes for Oliver. As Oliver was told that he might do what he liked with the old clothes, he gave them to a servant and asked her to sell them and keep the money for herself. This she did very readily; and, as Oliver looked out of the window, and saw how the man, who bought his old clothes, put them in his bag and walked away, he was delighted to think that he would never wear them again and that he had his first new suit.

One evening Mrs. Bedwin told Oliver that Mr. Brownlow wanted to see him. Oliver found Mr. Brownlow in a little back room, quite full of books, with a window, looking into some pleasant little gardens. There was a table before the window, at which Mr. Brownlow was reading a book. When he saw Oliver, he pushed the book away from him, and told him to come near the table, and sit down.

'There are a good many books, are there not, my boy?' said Mr. Brownlow, observing the curiosity with which Oliver looked at the shelves that reached from the floor to the ceiling.

'A great number, sir,' replied Oliver. 'I never saw so many.'

'You shall read them, if you behave well,' said the old gentleman kindly; 'and you will like that. Would you like to grow up a clever man, and write books, eh?'

'I think I would rather read them, sir,' replied Oliver.

'What! Wouldn't you like to be a book-writer?' said the old gentleman.

Oliver considered a little while; and at last said, he thought it would be a much better thing to be a bookseller; upon which the old gentleman laughed heartily.

'Well, well,' said the old gentleman. 'Don't be afraid! We won't make an author of you, while there's an hon­est trade to be learnt.'

'Now,' said Mr. Brownlow, speaking in a much more serious manner, 'I want you to pay great attention, my boy, to what I am going to say. I am sure you are well able to understand me, as many older persons would be.'

'Oh, don't tell you are going to send me away, sir, pray!' exclaimed Oliver, alarmed at the serious tone of the old gentleman's commencement! 'Don't turn me out of doorsto wander in the streets again. Let me stay here, and be a servant. Don't send me back to the wretched place I came from. Have mercy upon a poor boy, sir!'

'My dear child,' said the old gentleman, moved by the warmth of Oliver's sudden appeal; 'you need not be afraid of my deserting you, unless you give me cause.'

'I never, never will, sir,' said Oliver.

'I hope not,' said the old gentleman. 'I do not think you ever will. I have been deceived, before, by people who were dear to me, but I trust you, nevertheless. The persons, whom I loved, lie deep in their graves; but, although the happiness and delight of my life lie buried there too, I have not made a coffin of my heart,' the old gentleman said this in a low voice.

Oliver sat quite still.

'Well, well!' said the old gentleman at length, in a more cheerful tone, 'I only say this, because you have a young heart. And if yow know that I have suffered great pain and sorrow, you will be more careful, perhaps, not to wound me again. You say you are an orphan, without a friend in the world. All the inquiries I have been able to make, confirmthe statement. Let me hear your story; where you came from; who brought you up; and how you got into the company in which I found you. Speak the truth, and you shall not be friendless while I live.'

In the middle of their conversation the servant ran upstairs and announced Mr. Grimwig. Mr. Brownlow smiled; and, turning to Oliver, said that Mr. Grimwig was an old friend of his, and he must not mind his rough manners, for he was a worthy person.

At this moment a stout old gentleman walked into the room. He supported himself by a thick stick. He was dressed in a blue coat, striped waistcoat, and a broad-brimmed white hat, with the sides turned up. The ends of his white neckerchief were twisted into a ball about the size of an orange. He had a manner of screwing his head on one side when he spoke; and of looking out of the corners of his eyes at the same time: which irresistibly reminded of a parrot.

'This is young Oliver Twist, whom we were speaking about,' said Mr. Brownlow.

Oliver bowed.

'That's the boy, is it?' said Mr. Grimwig, at length.

'That's the boy,' replied Mr. Brownlow.

'How are you, boy?' said Mr. Grimwig.

'A great deal better, thank you, sir,' replied Oliver.

'He is a nice-looking boy, is he not?' inquired Mr. Brownlow.

'I don't know,' replied Mr. Grimwig.

'Don't know?'

'No. I don't know. I never see any difference in boys. Where does this boy come from! Who is he? What is he? He has had a fever. What of that? Fevers are not peculiar to good people; are they? Bad people have fevers sometimes; haven't they, eh? I knew a man who was hung in Jamaica for murdering his master. He had a fever six times. Nonsense!'

Now, the fact was, that deep in his heart Mr. Grimwig liked Oliver's appearance very much, but he had a strong appetite for contradiction,and he just wanted to oppose his friend.

'And when are you going to hear a full, true story of the life and adventures of Oliver Twist?' asked Grimwig of Mr. Brownlow, looking sideways at Oliver.

'To-morrow morning,' replied Mr. Brownlow. 'I would rather he was alone with me at the time. Come up to me to-morrow morning at ten o'clock, my dear.'

'Yes, sir,' replied Oliver. He answered with some hesitation, because he was confused by Mr. Grimwig's looking so hard at him.

'I'll tell you what,' whispered the gentleman to Mr. Brownlow; 'he won't come up to you to-morrow morning. I saw that the boy hesitated. He is deceiving you, my good friend.'

'I'll swear he is not,' replied Mr. Brownlow, warmly.

'If he is not,' said Mr. Grimwig, 'I'll eat my head!' and down went the stick. 'I'll answer for that boy's truth with my life!' said Mr. Brownlow, knocking the table.

'And I for his falsehood with my head!' rejoined Mr. Grimwig, knocking the table also.

'We shall see,' said Mr. Brownlow, checking his rising anger.

'We will,' replied Mr. Grimwig, with a provoking smile;'we will.'

At this moment Mrs. Bedwin brought in a small parcel of books, which Mr. Brownlow purchased that morning. She put the books on the table and prepared to leave the room.

'Stop the boy, who brought the books, Mrs. Bedwin!' said Mr. Brownlow; 'there is something to go back. These books are not paid for, and there are some books to be taken back, too.'

'The boy has gone, sir,' replied Mrs. Bedwin.

'Dear me, I am very sorry for that,' exclaimed Mr. Brownlow; 'I particularly wished to return those books to-night.'

'Send Oliver with them,' said Mr. Grimwig, with an ironical smile; 'he will be sure to deliver them safely, you know.'

'Yes; do let me take them, if you please, sir,' said Oliver. 'I'll run all the way, sir.'

The old gentleman was just going to say that Oliver would not go out on any account, but then he thought that he could prove to Mr. Grimwig the injustice of his suspicions.

'You will go, my dear,' said the old gentleman. 'The books are on a chair by my table. Fetch them down.'

Oliver was delighted to be of use. He brought down the books under his arm and waited, cap in hand, to hear what message he was to take.

'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. This is a five-pound note, so you will have to bring me back ten shillings change.'

'I won't be ten minutes, sir,' said Oliver, eagerly. He buttoned up the bank-note in his jacket pocket, and placed the books carefully under his arm, he made a respectful bow, and left the room. Mrs. Bedwin followed him to the street-door, giving him many directions about the nearest way, and the name of the bookseller, and the name of the street. Oliver said he clearly understood everything.

'Bless his sweet face!' said the old lady, looking after him. 'I can't bear, somehow, to let him go out of my sight.'

'Let me see; he'll be back in twenty minutes,' said Mr. Brownlow, pulling out his watch, and placing it on the table. 'It will be dark by that time.'

'Oh! you really expect him to come back, do you?' inquired Mr. Grimwig.

'Don't you?' asked Mr. Brownlow, smiling.

The spirit of contradiction was strong in Mr. Grimwig's breast, at the moment; and it was made stronger by his friend's confident smile.

'No,' he said, 'I do not. The boy has a new suit of clothes on his back, a set of valuable books under his arm, and a five-pound note in his pocket. He'll join his old friends the thieves, and laugh at you.'

With these words he drew his chair closer to the table; and there the two friends sat, in silent expectation, with the watch between them.

Helpful Words & Notes

Oliver goes out on an errand— Оливер отправляется выполнять поручение

His expectations were disappointed— Его ожидания были обмануты

Don't turn me out of doors— He прогоняйте меня (из дома)

confirmv — подтверждать

a strong appetite for contradiction— сильное желание противоречить

a provoking smile— провоцирующая улыбка

he could prove to Mr. Grimwig the injustice of his suspicions— он мог бы доказать мистеру Гримвигу несправедливость его подозрений

Activities

Answer the questions.

1)What was the first thing Oliver wanted to do when he came down into the housekeeper's room?

2) Why were his expectations disappointed?

3) What did Mr. Brownlow buy for Oliver?

4) What did Oliver do with his old clothes?

5) What did Oliver see in the room where he found Mr. Brownlow?

6) What did Oliver want to be and what did Mr. Brownlow say about it?

7) What did Mr. Brownlow say to Oliver and what did he ask Oliver to tell him about?

8) What did Mr. Grimwig look like?

9) What did Mrs. Bedwin bring?

10) Did Mr. Brownlow want Oliver to go to the bookstall-keeper?

11) What did Mr. Brownlow ask Oliver to do and what did he give to him?

12) When did Mr. Brownlow expect Oliver to come back and what did Mr. Grimwig think about it?

2    Put the sentences in the right order.

1)Mr. Brownlow asked Oliver to take some books back and to pay the bookstall-keeper four pounds ten.

2) The two friends sat, in silent expectation, with the watch between them.

3) Mr. Grimwig was sure that Oliver would join the thieves and would never come back.

4) Those books were not paid for, and there were some books to be taken back to the bookstall-keeper, too.

5) Mrs. Bedwin brought in a small parcel of books, which Mr. Brownlow purchased that morning.

6) Mr. Brownlow said that Oliver would come back in twenty minutes, and he put his watch on the table.

7) Mr. Brownlow asked Oliver to bring him back ten shillings change.

8) Oliver brought down the books under his arm and waited to hear what message he was to take.

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