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send them paupers in carts。”
“That’s when they’re ill； Mrs。 Mann；” said the beadle。
· “We put the sick paupers into open carts in the rainy weather；
to prevent their taking cold。”
“Oh！” said Mrs。 Mann。
“The opposition coach contracts for these two； and takes them
cheap；” said Mr。 Bumble。 “They are both in a very low state； and
we find it would come two pound cheaper to move ’em than to
bury ’em—that is； if we can throw ’em upon another parish； which
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I think we shall be able to do； if they don’t die upon the road to
spite us。 Ha！ ha！ ha！”
When Mr。 Bumble had laughed a little while； his eyes again
encountered the cocked hat； and he became grave。
“We are forgetting business； ma’am；” said the beadle； “here is
your porochial stipend for the month。”
Mr。 Bumble produced some silver money rolled up in paper；
from his pocket…book； and requested a receipt； which Mrs。 Mann
wrote。
“It’s very much blotted； sir；” said the farmer of infants； “but it’s
formal enough； I dare say。 Thank you； Mr。 Bumble； sir； I am very
much obliged to you； I’m sure。”
Mr。 Bumble nodded； blandly； in acknowledgement of Mrs。
Mann’s curtsey； and inquired how the children were。
“Bless their dear little hearts！” said Mrs。 Mann； with emotion；
“they’re as well as can be； the dears！ Of course； except the two that
died last week。 And little Dick。”
“Isn’t that boy no better？” inquired Mr。 Bumble。
Mrs。 Mann shook her head。
“He’s a ill…conditioned； wicious； bad…disposed porochial child
that；” said Mr。 Bumble angrily。 “Where is he？”
“I’ll bring him to you in one minute； sir；” replied Mrs。 Mann。
“Here； you Dick！”
After some calling； Dick was discovered。 Having had his face
put under the pump； and dried upon Mrs。 Mann’s gown； he was
led into the awful presence of Mr。 Bumble； the beadle。
The child was pale and thin； his cheeks were sunken； and his
eyes large and bright。 The scanty parish dress； the livery of his
misery； hung loosely on his feeble body； and his young limbs had
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wasted away； like those of an old man。
Such was the little being who stood trembling beneath Mr。
Bumble’s glance； not daring to lift his eyes from the floor； and
dreading even to hear the beadle’s voice。
“Can’t you look at the gentleman； you obstinate boy？” said Mrs。
Mann。
The child meekly raised his eyes； and encountered those of Mr。
Bumble。
“What’s the matter with you； porochial Dick？” inquired Mr。
Bumble； with well…timed jocularity。
“Nothing； sir；” replied the child faintly。
“I should think not；” said Mrs。 Mann； who had； of course；
laughed very much at Mr。 Bumble’s humour。 “You want for
nothing； I’m sure。”
“I should like—” faltered the child。
“Heyday！” interposed Mrs。 Mann； “I suppose you’re going to
say that you do want for something； now？ Why； you little wretch—
”
“Stop； Mrs。 Mann； stop！” said the beadle； raising his hand with
a show of authority。 “Like what； sir； eh？”
“I should like；” faltered the child； “if somebody that can write；
would put a few words down for me on a piece of paper； and fold it
up and seal it； and keep it for me； after I am laid in the ground。”
“Why； what does the boy mean？” exclaimed Mr。 Bumble； on
whom the earnest manner and wan aspect of the child had made
some impression； accustomed as he was to such things。 “What do
you mean； sir？”
“I should like；” said the child； “to leave my dear love to poor
Oliver Twist； and to let him know how often I have sat by myself
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and cried to think of his wandering about in the dark nights with
nobody to help him。 And I should like to tell him；” said the child；
pressing his small hands together； and speaking with great
fervour； “that I was glad to die when I was very young； for；
perhaps； if I had lived to be a man； and had grown old； my little
sister； who is in heaven； might forget me； or be unlike me； and it
would be so much happier if we were both children there
together。”
Mr。 Bumble surveyed the little speaker from head to foot； with
indescribable astonishment； and； turning to his companion； said；
“They’re all in one story； Mrs。 Mann。 That outdacious Oliver has
demogalised them all！”
“I couldn’t have believed it； sir！” said Mrs。 Mann； holding up
her hands； and looking malignantly at Dick。 “I never see such a
hardened little wretch！”
“Take him away； ma’am！” said Mr。 Bumble imperiously。 “This
must be stated to the Board； Mrs。 Mann。”
“I hope the gentlemen will understand that it isn’t my fault；
sir？” said Mrs。 Mann； whimpering pathetically。
“They shall understand that； ma’am； they shall be acquainted
with the true state of the case；” said Mr。 Bumble。 “There； take him
away； I can’t bear the sight on him。”
Dick was immediately taken away； and locked up in the coal…
cellar。 Mr。 Bumble shortly afterwards took himself off； to prepare
for his journey。
At six o’clock next morning； Mr。 Bumble； having exchanged his
cocked hat for a round one； and encased his person in a blue
greatcoat with a cape to it； took his place on the outside of the
coach； accompanied by the criminals whose settlement was
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disputed； with whom； in due course of time； he arrived in London。
He experienced no other crosses on the way； than those which
originated in the perverse behaviour of the two paupers； who
persisted in shivering； and complaining of the cold； in a manner
which； Mr。 Bumble declared； caused his teeth to chatter in his
head； and made him feel quite uncomfortable； although he had a
greatcoat on。
Having disposed of these evil…minded persons for the night； Mr。
Bumble sat himself down in the house at which the coach stopped；
and took a temperate dinner of steaks； oyster sauce； and porter。
Putting a glass of hot gin…and…water on the chimney…piece； he
drew his chair to the fire； and； with sundry moral reflections on
the too prevalent sin of discontent and complaining； composed
himself to read the paper。
The very first paragraph upon which Mr。 Bumble’s eye rested；
was the following advertisement。
“FIVE GUINEAS REWARD”
“Whereas a young boy； named Oliver Twist； absconded； or was
enticed； on Thursday evening last； from his home； at Pentonville；
and has not since been heard of。 The above reward will be paid to
any person who will give such information as will lead to the
discovery of the said Oliver Twist； or tend to throw any light upon
his previous history； in which the advertiser is； for many reasons；
warmly interested。”
And then followed a full description of Oliver’s dress； person；
appearance； and disappearance； with the name and address of Mr。
Brownlow at full length。
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Mr。 Bumble opened his eyes； read the advertisement； slowly