Put the sentences in the right order. 1) An elderly man rushed hastily into the office

1) An elderly man rushed hastily into the office.

2) Mr. Brownlow described the case.

3) Oliver was discharged.

4) The magistrate sentenced Oliver to three months at hard labour.

5) The man with the keys asked the old gentleman to follow him into the office.

6) Oliver was searched and then locked up in a cell.

7) He said that the robbery had been committed by another boy.

Say whether the statement is true or false. If it is false, give the right variant.

1)Whenever the Dodger or Charley Bates came home at night empty-handed, Fagin sent Oliver supperless to bed.

2) The old gentleman was so absorbed in watching the boys that he saw neither the book-stall, nor the books; nor the street.

3) When Oliver fell down in a fainting fit, nobody dared to help him because they were sure that Oliver was a hardened scoundrel.

4) The elderly man said that the theft had been committed by another boy.

5) The magistrate sentenced Oliver to three years at hard labour.

4 Fill in prepositions: to, with, in, out of, of, from, in, into, under, for.

1) ______ many days, Oliver remained ______ Fagin's room, picking the marks ______ the pocket-handkerchiefs and sometimes taking part ______ the game.

2) Oliver looked ______ one ______ the other ______ the greatest surprise.

3) He was dressed ______ a bottle-green coat ______ a black velvet collar; wore white trousers; and carried a smart bamboo cane ______ his arm.

4) The door was opened ______ this purpose, and a couple ______ men were preparing to carry the insensible boy ______ his cell when an elderly man rushed hastily ______ the office.

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

1)The Dodger (plunge) his hand into the old gentleman's pocket, (draw) out a handkerchief, (hand) it to Charley Bates, and the two boys (run) away round the corner at full speed.

2) 'I (have) not anybody to help me in the shop,' (reply) the man. 'I (can) get nobody till five minutes ago; and I've (run) here all the way.'

3) Mr. Brownlow (go) out of the court house he (see) little Oliver Twist lying on his back on the pavement.

4) When a coach (come) Mr. Brownlow carefully (lay) Oliver on the seat and they (drive) away.

Complete the sentences.

1)The magistrate was out of temper because …

2) Oliver's eyes were wide open because …

3) The fellow touched his hat with a grin because …

4) Mr. Brownlow said that he ran after the boy because …

5) The man said that he could not come earlier because …

What do you think?

1)Why do you think Charley Bates and the Dodger manage to steal the old man's pocket-handkerchief?

2) Why did Oliver take to his heels?

3) Why did Oliver fall in a fainting fit?

4) Why was the magistrate out of temper that day?

5) Why did the magistrate have to discharge Oliver?



In Which Oliver Is Taken Better Care of Than He Ever Was Before. And in Which the Merry Old Gentleman and His Youthful Friends Try to Find Oliver


They stopped at length before a neat house, in a quiet shady street near Pentonville.Without loss of time a bed was prepared in which Mr. Brownlow put Oliver.

But for many days Oliver could not feel the kindness of his new friends. The sun rose and sank, and rose and sank again, and many times after that; and still the boy remained insensible because of fever.At last he awoke weak and thin from what seemed to be a troubled dream. Feebly raising himself in the bed he looked anxiously around.

'What room is this? Where have I been brought to?' said Oliver. 'This is not the place I went to sleep in.'

The curtain at the bed's head was hastily drawn back, and an old lady, very neatly dressed, rose from an arm-chair close by.

'Hush, my dear,' said the old lady softly. 'You must be very quiet, or you will be ill again; and you have been very bad. Lie down again, dear!' With those words the old lady very gently placed Oliver's head upon the pillow; and, smoothing back his hair from his forehead, looked so kindly and loving in his face, that he could not help placing his little hand in hers.

He soon fell into a gentle doze, from which he was awakened by the light of a candle. A gentleman with a very large and loud-ticking gold watch in his hand, who felt his pulse, said he was a great deal better.

'You are a great deal better, are you not, my dear?' said the gentleman.

'Yes, thank you, sir,' replied Oliver.

'Yes, I know you are,' said the gentleman. 'You're hungry, too, aren't you?'

'No, sir,' answered Oliver.

'No, I know you're not. He is not hungry, Mrs. Bedwin,' said the gentleman.

'Are you thirsty?' asked the doctor.

'Yes, sir, rather thirsty,' answered Oliver.

'Just as I expected, Mrs. Bedwin,' said the doctor. 'It's very natural that he is thirsty. You may give him a little tea, and some dry toast without any butter. Don't keep him too warm, ma'am; but be careful that you don't let him be too cold.'

Then the doctor hurried away, his boots creaking in a very important and wealthy manner as he went downstairs.

In three days' time Oliver was able to sit in an easy-chair, well propped up with pillows. He was still too weak to walk and Mrs. Bedwin carried him downstairs into the little housekeeper's room, which belonged to her. Oliver sat by the fire. 'You're very, very kind to me, ma'am,' said the boy.

'Well, never mind that, my dear,' said the old lady. 'The doctor says Mr. Brownlow may come in to see you this morning; and we must get up our best looks, because the better we look, the more he'll be pleased.' And with this the old lady gave Oliver a basin full of broth.

'Are you fond of pictures, dear?' inquired the old lady, seeing that Oliver fixed his eyes on a portrait which hung just opposite his chair.

'I don't quite know, ma'am,' said Oliver, without taking his eyes from the canvas; 'I have seen so few that I hardly know. What a beautiful, mild face that lady has! But the eyes look so sorrowful. And where I sit, they seem fixed upon me. It makes my heart beat,' added Oliver in a low voice. 'It looks like she is alive and wants to speak to me, but she can't.'

'Lord save us!' exclaimed the old lady, 'don't talk in that way, child. You're weak and nervous after your illness. Let me wheel your chair round to the other side; and then you won't see it. There! You don't see it now.'

Oliver did see it in his mind's eye but he thought it better not to worry the kind old lady. So he smiled gently when she looked at him. Mrs. Bedwin, satisfied that he felt more comfortable, broke bits of toasted bread into the broth. Oliver swallowed the last spoonful, when they heard a soft rap at the door. 'Come in,' said the old lady; and in walked Mr. Brownlow.

'Poor boy, poor boy!' said Mr. Brownlow. 'How do you feel, my dear?'

'Very happy, sir,' replied Oliver. 'And very grateful indeed, sir, for your goodness to me.'

'Good boy,' said Mr. Brownlow. 'Have you given him any food, Bedwin?'

'He has just had a basin of beautiful strong broth, sir,' replied Mrs. Bedwin.

The old idea of the resemblance between Oliver's features and some familiar face again came upon Mr. Brownlow so strongly, that he could not withdraw his gaze.

'I hope you are not angry with me, sir?' said Oliver, raising his eyes at Mr. Brownlow.

'No, no,' replied the old gentleman. 'What's this?! Bedwin, look there!'

As he spoke, he pointed hastily to the picture over Oliver's head, and then to the boy's face. There was its living copy. The eyes, the head, the mouth; every feature was the same.

Oliver didn't know the cause of this sudden exclamation. He was not strong enough and he fainted away.


The noise of footsteps on the creaking stairs roused the merry old gentleman as he sat by the fire. 'Why, how's this?' muttered the old man. 'Only two of them? Where's the third?' The footsteps approached nearer, the door was slowly opened, and the Dodger and Charley Bates entered, closing it behind them.

'Where's Oliver?' said Fagin. 'Where's the boy?'

The young thieves looked uneasily at each other. But they made no reply.

'What has become of the boy?' said the old man, seizing the Dodger tightly by the collar. 'Speak out, or I'll throttle you! Will you speak?!' thundered Fagin.

'They have got him, and that's all about it,' said the Dodger, sullenly.

'What's the matter, Fagin?' growled a deep voice. The man who growled out these words, was a stoutly-built fellow in a black velvet coat, very soiled breeches, lace-up boots,and grey cotton stockings. He had a brown hat on his head and a beard of three days' growth.

'Come in, do you hear me?' growled the man again, and a white dog, with his face scratched and torn in twenty different places, came into the room. 'Lie down!' This command was accompanied with a kick, which sent the animal to the other end of the room. It seemed that the dog was well used to it, however; for he coiled himself up in a corner very quietly, without uttering a sound.

'What's the matter, Fagin?' said the man.

'Hush! Hush! Mr. Sikes,' said the old man, trembling; 'don't speak so loud! They've got Oliver. I'm afraid, that he may say something which will get us into trouble.'

'That's very likely,' returned Sikes with a malicious grin.

'And I'm afraid, you see,' added Fagin, 'I'm afraid that it may come out rather worse for you than for me, my dear.'

There was a long pause.

'Somebody must find out what was done at the police-office,' said Mr. Sikes in a much lower tone.

Fagin nodded.

'If he hasn't peachedyet, there's no fear till he comes out again,' said Mr. Sikes, 'and then you must get hold of him somehow.'

Again Fagin nodded.

The problem was that the Dodger, and Charley Bates, and Fagin, and Mr. William Sikes were very afraid to go near a police-office.

And again there was a long pause. The sudden entrance of the two young girls made the conversation go on.

'The very thing!' said Fagin. 'Bet will go; won't you, my dear?'

'Where?' inquired Bet.

'To the police-office, my dear.'

'Never,' said the girl.

Fagin turned from Bet to the other female.

'Nancy, my dear,' said Fagin, 'what do you say?'

'That it won't do, Fagin,' replied Nancy.

'What do you mean by that?' said Mr. Sikes, looking up at her angrily.

'What I say, Bill,' replied the girl.

'Why, you're just the very person for it,' reasoned Mr. Sikes. 'Nobody about here knows anything of you.'

'She'll go, Fagin,' said Sikes.

'No, she won't, Fagin,' said Nancy.

'Yes, she will, Fagin,' said Sikes very firmly.

Nancy had no choice. She tied a clean white apron over her gown.

'Stop a minute, my dear,' said Fagin and he gave Nancy a little basket. 'Carry that in one hand. It looks more respectable, my dear. There, very good! Very good indeed, my dear!' said the old man, rubbing his hands.

'Oh, my brother! My poor, dear, sweet, innocent little brother!' exclaimed Nancy, bursting into tears. 'What has become of him? Where have they taken him to? Oh, do have pity, and tell me what's been done with the dear boy, gentlemen; do, gentlemen, if you please, gentlemen!' Nancy uttered those words in a most heartbroken tone to the immeasurable delight of her hearers. Miss Nancy paused, winked to the company, nodded smilingly, and disappeared.

'Ah, she's a clever girl, my dears,' said the old man, turning round to his young friends.

Nancy made way to the police-office. Entering by the back way, she tapped softly at one of the cell-doors, and listened. There was no sound within. She coughed and spoke.

'Oliver, dear?' murmured Nancy in a gentle voice. 'Oliver?'

There was nobody inside, so Nancy passed on to the next cell, and knocked there.

'Well!' cried a faint and feeble voice.

'Is there a little boy here?' inquired Nancy with a sob.

'No,' replied the voice.

In the next cell was another man, who knew nothing about the boy. As neither of these criminals knew anything about Oliver, Nancy made straight up to the officer and demanded her own dear brother.

'I haven't got him, my dear,' said the old man.

'Where is he?' screamed Nancy, in a distracted manner.

'Why, the gentleman's got him,' replied the officer.

'What gentleman! Oh, good heavens!What gentleman?' exclaimed Nancy.

In reply the old man informed the deeply affected sister that Oliver fainted in the magistrate's room and first the magistrate sentenced him to three months at hard labour, but then a witness came. The man proved that the robbery was committed by another boy, and Oliver was discharged. The old gentleman carried the boy away, in an insensible condition, to his own residence somewhere in Pentonville. The officer heard that word mentioned in the directions to the coachman.

In a dreadful state of doubt and uncertainty the young woman staggered to the gate, and then, exchanging her faltering walk for a swift run, returned to Fagin's den.

Mr. Bill Sikes listened to Nancy, and after that he very hastily called up the white dog, and, putting on his hat, went away without wishing the company good-morning.

'We must know where he is, my dears; he must be found,' said the old man greatly excited. 'Charley, do nothing but bring home some news of him! Nancy, my dear, we must find him. I trust you, my dear, and the Artful Dodger! Stay, stay,' added Fagin, unlocking a drawer with a shaking hand. 'There's money, my dears. You'll know where to find me! Don't stop here a minute. Not an instant, my dears!' With these words, he pushed them from the room and carefully locked the door behind them. Then he took his box from under the floor, took out the watches and jewellery and hastily put all those things beneath his clothing.

'He has not peached so far,' said Fagin. 'If he means to speak about us among his new friends, we may stop his mouth yet.'


Helpful Words & Notes

Pentonvillen — Пентонвил; район в юго-восточной части старого Лондона

fever n — лихорадка

ma'amn = madam

he could not withdraw his gaze— он не мог отвести взгляд

sullenlyadv — мрачно, зловеще

lace-up boots— ботинки на шнуровке

peachv сленг доносить

good heavens!— Боже мой!, Боже милостивый!, Господи!

denn — берлога, логово; зд. укрытие, убежище



Answer the questions.

1)How long was Oliver insensible?

2) Who was the first person who spoke to Oliver?

3) Who was Mrs. Bedwin?

4) Who was a gentleman with a very large and loud-ticking gold watch in his hand and what did he say?

5) What did Mrs. Bedwin give to Oliver?

6) Why did Oliver faint away?

7) What did the Dodger say to Fagin sullenly?

8) What did Bill Sikes and his dog look like?

9) Whom did they decide to send to the police-office?

10) What did the officer say to Nancy?

11) What did Fagin tell his young friends to do?

12) What did Fagin do after he pushed them from the room and carefully locked the door behind them?

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