In front of the fire was a table
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In front of <a href="javascript:;" onClick="javascript:tagshow(event, 'the');" target="_self"><u><strong>the</strong></u></a> fire was a tableIn front of the fire was a tableThey went up some dark andConcrete Mixing Plantsbroken stairs．O liver #x could hardly see where he was going，but the Dodger seemed to know the way， and helped O liver up. They entered a room with walls that were black with age and dirt．In front of the fire was a table with a candle stuck into a bottle of beer， and an old man,Mold， with a horribly ugly face and red hair， stood next to the fire cooking. He was wearing a dirty old coat and seemed to divide his attention between his cooking and a number of silk handkerchieves， which were hanging near the fire．The re were several rough beds in the room．Four or five boys， about the same age as the Artful Dodger， sat round the table,Construction Equipment， smoking and drinking like middle-aged men．They all looked up when the Dodger and O liver entered．‘This is him,samurai swords，Fagin，’ the Dodger said toConcrete Mixing Plantsthe old man． ‘My friend O liver Twist．’Fagin smiled and shook O liver’s hand．The n all The young gentlemen came up to him and shook both his hands very hard， especially the hand which held his few possessions. One of the boys was particularly kind．He even put his hands in O liver’s pockets so that O liver would not have to empty the m himself when he went to bed．The boys would probably have been even more helpful， but Fagin hit the m on their heads and shouldersConcrete Mixing Plantsuntil #x They left O liver alone．相关的主题文章：
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