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Noah Claypole Is Employed By Fagin On A Secret
Mission。
The old man was up； betimes； next morning； and waited
impatiently for the appearance of his new associate； who；
after a delay that seemed interminable； at length
presented himself； and commenced a voracious assault on the
breakfast “Bolter；” said Fagin； drawing up a chair and seating
himself opposite Morris Bolter。
“Well； here I am；” returned Noah。 “What’s the matter？ Don’t
yer ask me to do anything till I have done eating。 That’s a great
fault in this place。 Yer never get time enough over yer meals。”
“You can talk as you eat； can’t you？” said Fagin； cursing his
dear young friend’s greediness from the very bottom of his heart。
“Oh； yes； I can talk。 I get on better when I talk；” said Noah；
cutting a monstrous slice of bread。 “Where’s Charlotte？”
“Out；” said Fagin。 “I sent her out this morning with the other
young women； because I wanted us to be alone。”
“Oh！” said Noah。 “I wish yer’d ordered her to make some
buttered toast first。 Well。 Talk away。 Yer won’t interrupt me。”
There seemed； indeed； no great fear of anything interrupting
him； as he had evidently sat down with a determination to do a
great deal of business。
“You did well yesterday； my dear；” said Fagin。 “Beautiful！ Six
shillings and nine…pence…halfpenny on the very first day！ The
kinchin lay will be a fortune to you。”
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“Don’t you forget to add three pint…pots and a milk…can；” said
Mr。 Bolter。
“No； no； my dear。 The pint…pots were great strokes of genius；
but the milk…can was a perfect masterpiece。”
“Pretty well； I think； for a beginner；” remarked Mr。 Bolter
complacently。 “The pots I took off airy railings； and the milkcan
was standing by itself outside a public…house。 I thought it might
get rusty with the rain； or catch cold； yer know。 Eh？ Ha！ ha！ ha！”
Fagin affected to laugh very heartily； and Mr。 Bolter having had
his laugh out； took a series of large bites； which finished his first
hunk of bread…and…butter； and assisted himself to a second。
“I want you； Bolter；” said Fagin； leaning over the table； “to do a
piece of work for me； my dear； that needs great care and caution。”
“I say；” rejoined Bolter； “don’t yer go shoving me into danger；
or sending me to any more o’ yer police…offices。 That don’t suit me；
that don’t； and so I tell yer。”
“There’s not the smallest danger in it—not the very smallest；”
said the Jew； “it’s only to dodge a woman。”
“An old woman？” demanded Mr。 Bolter。
“A young one；” replied Fagin。
“I can do that pretty well； I know；” said Bolter。 “I was a regular
cunning sneak when I was at school。 What am I to dodge her for？
Not to—”
“Not to anything； but to tell me where she goes； who she sees；
and； if possible； what she says； to remember the street； if it is a
street； or the house； if it is a house； and to bring back all the
information you can。”
“What’ll yer give me？” asked Noah； setting down his cup； and
looking his employer eagerly in the face。
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“If you do it well； a pound； my dear。 One pound；” said Fagin；
wishing to interest him in the scent as much as possible。 “And
that’s what I never gave yet； for any job of work where there
wasn’t valuable consideration to be gained。”
“Who is she？” inquired Noah。
“One of us。”
“Oh； Lor！” cried Noah； curling up his nose。 “Yer doubtful of
her； are yer？”
“She has found out some new friends； my dear； and I must
know who they are；” replied Fagin。
“I see；” said Noah。 “Just to have the pleasure of knowing them；
if they’re respectable people； eh？ Ha！ ha I ha！ I’m your man。”
“I knew you would be；” cried Fagin； elated by the success of his
proposal。
“Of course； of course；” replied Noah。 “Where is she？ Where am
I to wait for her？ Where am I to go？”
“All that； my dear； you shall hear from me。 I’ll point her out at
the proper time；” said Fagin。 “You keep ready； and leave the rest
to me。”
That night； and the next； and the next again； the spy sat booted
and equipped in his carter’s dress； ready to turn out at a word
from Fagin。 Six nights passed—six long； weary nights—and at
each； Fagin came home with a disappointed face； and briefly
intimated that it was not yet time。 On the seventh； he returned
earlier； and with an exultation he could not conceal。 It was
Sunday。
“She goes abroad tonight；” said Fagin； “and on the right
errand； I’m sure； for she has been alone all day； and the man she is
afraid of； will not be back much before daybreak。 Come with me；
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Quick。”
Noah started up without saying a word； for the Jew was in a
state of such intense excitement that it infected him。 They left the
house stealthily； and； hurrying through a labyrinth of streets；
arrived at length before a public…house； which Noah recognised as
the same in which he had slept； on the night of his arrival in
London。
It was past eleven o’clock； and the door was closed。 It opened
softly on its hinges as Fagin gave a low whistle。 They entered；
without noise； and the door was closed behind them。
Scarcely venturing to whisper； but substituting dumb show for
words； Fagin； and the young Jew who had admitted them； pointed
out the pane of glass to Noah； and signed to him to climb up and
observe the person in the adjoining room。 “Is that the woman？” he
asked； scarcely above his breath。
Fagin nodded yes。
“I can’t see her face well；” whispered Noah。 “She is looking
down； and the candle is behind her。”
“Stay here；” whispered Fagin。 He signed to Barney； who
withdrew。 In an instant； the lad entered the room adjoining； and；
under pretence of snuffling the candle； moved it； in the required
position； and； speaking to the girl； caused her to raise her face。
“I see her now；” cried the spy。
“Plainly？”
“I should know her among a thousand。”
He hastily descended； as the room door opened； and the girl
came out。 Fagin drew him behind a small partition which was
curtained off； and they held their breaths as she passed within a
few feet of their place of concealment； and emerged by the door at
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which they had entered。
“Hist！” cried the lad； who held the door。 “Dow。”
Noah exchanged a look with Fagin； and darted out。
“To the left；” whispered the lad； “take the left had； and keep on
the other side。”
He did so； and； by the light of the lamps； saw the girl’s
retreating figure； already at some distance before him。 He
advanced as near as he considered prudent； and kept on the
opposite side of the street； the better to observe her motions。 She
looked nervously round； twice or thrice； and once stopped to let
two men who were following close behind her； pass on。 She
seemed to gather courage as she advanced； and to walk with a
steadier and firmer step。 The spy preserved the same relative
distance between them； and followed； with his eye upon her。
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Chapter 46
The Appointment Kept。
The church clocks chimed three quarters past eleven； as
two figures emerged on London Bridge。 One； which
advanced with a swift and rapid step； was that of a woman
who looked eagerly about her as though in quest of some expected
object； the other figure was that of a man； who slunk along in the
deepest shadow he could find； and； at some distance；
accommodated his pace to hers—stopping when she stopped； and；
as she moved again； creeping stealthily on—but never allowing
himself； in the ardour of his pursuit； to gain upon her footsteps。
Thus； they crossed the bridge； from the Middlesex to the Surrey
shore； when the woman； apparently disappointed in her anxious
scrutiny of the foot…passengers； turned back。 The movement was
sudden； but he who watched her； was not thrown off his guard by
it； for； shrinking into one of the recesses which surmount the piers
of the bridge； and leaning over the parapet the better to conceal
his figure； he suffered her to pass by on the opposite pavement。
When she was about the same distance in advance as she had
been before； he slipped quietly down； and followed her again。 At
nearly the centre of the bridge； she stopped。 The man stopped too。
It was a very dark night。 The day had been unfavourable； and at
that hour and place there were few people stirring。 Such as there
were； hurried quickly past； very possibly without seeing； but
certainly without noticing； either the woman； or the man who kept
her in view。 Their appearance was not calculated to attract the
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importunate regards of such of London’s destitute population； as
chanced to take their way over the bridge that night in search of
some cold arch or doorless hovel wherein to lay their heads； they
sto