Put the sentences in the right order. 1) She ordered Giles to carry the wounded boy upstairs and sent Brittles for the doctor

1) Oliver's left arm, rudely bandaged ______ a shawl, hung heavy and useless ______ his side; the bandage was soaked ______blood.

2) ______ these words Mr. Crackit, ______ whom it was better to be shot ______ his friend than to be taken ______ his enemies, turned round and darted ______ ______ full speed.

3) The boy's wounded arm was crossed ______ his breast, and his head was ______ the other arm, which was half hidden ______ his long hair, as it streamed ______ the pillow.

4) Oliver was very ill and weak ______ the loss of blood; but his mind was so troubled ______ anxiety to say something, that they decided to let him speak and not wait ______ next morning.

5) Dear aunt, ______ mercy's sake, think ______ this, before you let them drag this sick child ______ a prison.

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

1)Oliver (feel) such a fear that he (forget) the agony of his wound, and (think) only of flight.

2) At length, a cry of pain (break) the stillness, and the boy (awake).

3) He (look) feebly round for help and (groan) with pain.

4) It (be) evening when the doctor (say) that they (can) speak to the boy.

5) 'But even if he has (be) wicked,' (say) the young lady, 'think how young he (be); think that he has never (know) a mother's love, or the comfort of a home.'

Complete the sentences.

1)With these words Mr. Crackit turned round and …

2) As he drew nearer to this house, a feeling came over him that the house was …

3) The boy was very ill and weak from the loss of blood; but …

4) When Oliver's story was over, the doctor …

5) The doctor, who was universally considered one of the best-tempered creatures on earth, made this demand …

What do you think?

1)Why did Sikes leave Oliver in a ditch?

2) Why did nobody move when they heard a knock at the door?

3) Why did Rose ask Mrs. Maylie not to drag the boy to the prison?

4) Why did Giles and Brittle turn so pale when the doctor spoke to them?

5) Why did the constable leave the house without troubling himself very much about Oliver?

CHAPTER 14

A Bitter Disappointment and Happy Days

At length Oliver began to get better and better. He was able to say how deeply he felt the goodness of the two sweet ladies, and how he hoped that when he grew strong and well again, he could do something to show his gratitude, which would prove to them that the poor boy, whom they rescued from misery, or death, was eager to serve them with his whole heart and soul.

'Poor fellow!' said Rose, when Oliver feebly uttered these words one day. 'You shall have many opportunities of serving us if you will. We are going into the country, and my aunt wants you to accompany us. The quiet place, the pure air, and all the pleasure and beauties of spring, will restore you in a few days.'

'Oh! Dear lady, if I could but work for you; if I could only give you pleasure by watering your flowers, or watching your birds, or running up and down the whole day long, to make you happy; what would I give to do it!'

'You will give nothing at all,' said Miss Maylie, smiling; 'if you only take half the trouble to please us, that you promise now, you will make me very happy indeed.'

'Happy, ma'am!' cried Oliver; 'how kind of you to say so!'

'You will make me happier than I can tell you,' replied the young lady. 'To think that my dear good aunt rescuedany one from such sad misery as you have described to us, is an unspeakable pleasure to me; but to know that the object of her goodness and compassion is sincerely grateful and attached, delights me more than you can imagine. Do you understand me?' she inquired, watching Oliver's thoughtful face.

'Oh yes, ma'am, yes!' replied Oliver eagerly; 'but I was thinking that I am ungrateful now.'

'To whom?' inquired the young lady.

'To the kind gentleman, and the dear old nurse, who took so much care of me before,' rejoined Oliver.

'My dear Oliver, said Rose; 'Mr. Losberne has already been kind enough to promise that when you are well enough he will carry you to see them.'

'Has he, ma'am?' cried Oliver, his face brightening with pleasure. 'I don't know what I shall do for joy when I see their kind faces once again!'

In a short time Oliver was well enough for this expedition. One morning he and Mr. Losberne set out in a carriage which belonged to Mrs. Maylie. When they came to a bridge, Oliver turned very pale, and uttered a loud exclamation.

'What's the matter, Oliver?' cried the doctor. 'Do you see anything — hear anything — feel anything — eh?'

'That, sir,' cried Oliver, pointing out of the carriage window. 'That house!'

'Yes; well, what of it? Stop, coachman. Pull up here,' cried the doctor. 'What of the house, my man; eh?'

'The thieves — the house they took me to!' whispered Oliver.

Mr. Losberne ran to the house and began kicking at the door like a madman.

'Hello?' said a little ugly hump-backed man,opening the door so suddenly, that the doctor nearly fell forward into the passage. 'What's the matter here?'

'Matter!' exclaimed the doctor, grabbing the man by his collar. 'Robbery is the matter.'

'There'll be murderthe matter, too,' replied the hump-backed man, coolly, 'if you don't take your hands off. Do you hear me?'

'I hear you,' said the doctor, giving his captive a hearty shake.

'Where's that rascal Sikes? Where's Sikes, you thief?'

The hump-backed man stared in amazement and indignation and then, twisting himself from the doctor's grasp, growled forth horrid oaths,and retired into the house. Before he could shut the door, however, the doctor had passed into the parlour. He looked anxiously round. Nothing answered Oliver's description!

'Now!' said the hump-backed man, 'what do you mean by coming into my house, in this violent way? Do you want to rob me, or to murder me? Which is it?'

'Did you ever know a man come out to do either, in a chariot and pair,you ridiculous old vampire?' said the irritable doctor.

'What do you want, then?' demanded the hump-backed man. 'If you want me, I'm here! I have lived here all alone for twenty five years and I'm not scared by you. You shall pay for this; you shall pay for this!'

'Stupid enough, this,' muttered the doctor to himself; 'the boy must be mistaken. Here! Put that in your pocket, and shut yourself up again.' With these words he flung the hump-backed man some money and returned to the carriage.

The man followed to the chariot door, uttering the wildest curses all the way; but as Mr. Losberne turned to speak to the driver, he looked into the carriage, and eyed Oliver for an instant with a sharp and fierce glance.

'I am an ass!' said the doctor, after a long silence. 'Did you know that before, Oliver?'

'No, sir.'

'An ass,' said the doctor again, after a further silence of some minutes. 'Even if it is the right place, what could I do alone?' He made up his mind to think about that house later.

As Oliver knew the name of the street in which Mr. Brownlow resided, they found the street without any difficulty. When the coach turned into it, Oliver's heart beat so violently, that he could scarcely draw his breath.

'Now, my boy, which house is it?' inquired Mr. Losberne.

'That! That!' replied Oliver, pointing eagerly out of the window. 'The white house. Oh! Make haste! Pray make haste! It makes me tremble so.'

'Come, come!' said the good doctor, patting him on the shoulder. 'You will see them directly, and they will be overjoyed to find you safe and well.'

'Oh! I hope so!' cried Oliver. 'They were so good to me; so very, very good to me.'

The coach rolled on. It stopped. Oliver looked up at the windows, with tears of happy expectation running down his face.

Alas! The white house was empty, and there was a bill in the window. 'To Let.'

'Knock at the next door,' cried Mr. Losberne to the driver, taking Oliver's arm in his. 'Ask them what has become of Mr. Brownlow, who used to live in the adjoining house, do they know?'

The servant did not know; but would go and inquire. She presently returned, and said, that Mr. Brownlow sold off his goods, and went to the West Indies,six weeks before. Oliver clasped his hands, and sank feebly backward.

'Has his housekeeper gone too?' inquired Mr. Losberne, after a moment's pause.

'Yes, sir'; replied the servant.

'Then turn towards home again,' said Mr. Losberne to the driver.

'My poor boy, this is disappointment enough for one day,' said the doctor. 'Quite enough for both of us. If we go to the book-stall keeper's, we shall certainly find that he is dead, or has set his house on fire, or run away. No, home again straight!' And home they went.

This bitter disappointmentcaused Oliver much sorrow and grief, even in the midst of his happiness. Many times during his illness he pleased himself with thinking of all that Mr. Brownlow and Mrs. Bedwin would say to him: and what delight it would be to tell them how many long days and nights he thought about them. The idea that they could believe that he was an impostor and a robber was almost more than he could bear.

Soon the ladies departed to a cottage at some distance in the country, and took Oliver with them.

Who can describe the pleasure and delight, the peace of mind the boy felt in the fresh air, and among the green hills and rich woods! It was a happy time. The days were peaceful and the nights brought with them neither fear nor care.

Every morning Oliver went to a white-headed old gentleman, who taught him to read better, and to write: and who spoke so kindly, that Oliver tried his best to please old gentleman. Then, he would walk with Mrs. Maylie and Rose, and hear them talk of books; or perhaps sit near them, in some shady place, and listen whilst the young lady read, until it grew too dark to see the letters. Then he prepared his own lesson for the next day. At this he would work hard in his little room which looked into the garden, till evening came slowly on, when the ladies would walk out again, and he with them. When it became quite dark, and they returned home, the young lady would sit down to the piano, and play some pleasant music or sing in a low and gentle voice, some old song which pleased her aunt to hear. There would be no candles lighted at such times as these; and Oliver would sit by one of the windows, listening to the sweet music.

Helpful Words & Notes

rescue v — спасать

hump-backed man— горбун

murdern — убийство

growled forth horrid oaths— изрыгнул отвратительные ругательства

a chariot and pair— карета, запряженная парой лошадей

'То Let'— «Сдается» (внаем)

the West Indies— Вест-Индия; общее название островов Атлантического океана между Северной и Южной Америкой; большая часть островов открыта во время плаваний X. Колумба (1492-1502 гг.), ошибочно принявшего их за часть Индии. В отличие от Индии (Ост-Индия) эти острова позже стали называть Вест-Индией.

disappointmentn — разочарование, огорчение

Activities

Answer the questions.

1)What did Oliver say to the two ladies when he got better?

2) What did Rose say in reply?

3) Where did Oliver and Mr. Losberne go one morning?

4) Why did Oliver turn very pale?

5) What did Oliver say to Mr. Losberne and what did the doctor do?

6) What did Mr. Losberne ask the hump-backed man about?

7) What did the hump-backed man say in reply?

8) What did the servant say about Mr. Brownlow?

9) Where did the ladies depart to?

10) Why did Oliver go to a white-headed old gentleman every morning?

11) How did Oliver prepare his lessons?

12) What did Oliver usually do when it got dark?

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