Oliver Twist-CHAPTER XXII Đây là một tác phẩm anh ngữ dành cho trẻ em nổi tiếng của nhà văn Charles Dicken với những từ vựng quen thuộc. Nhằm giúp các em và các bạn yêu thich tiếng anh luyện tập và củng cố thêm kỹ năng đọc tiếng anh . | Oliver Twist Charles Dickens CHAPTER XXII THE BURGLARY Hallo cried a loud hoarse voice as soon as they set foot in the passage. Don t make such a row said Sikes bolting the door. Show a glim Toby. Aha my pal cried the same voice. A glim Barney a glim Show the gentleman in Barney wake up first if convenient. The speaker appeared to throw a boot-jack or some such article at the person he addressed to rouse him from his slumbers for the noise of a wooden body falling violently was heard and then an indistinct muttering as of a man between sleep and awake. Do you hear cried the same voice. There s Bill Sikes in the passage with nobody to do the civil to him and you sleeping there as if you took laudanum with your meals and nothing stronger. Are you any fresher now or do you want the iron candlestick to wake you thoroughly A pair of slipshod feet shuffled hastily across the bare floor of the room as this interrogatory was put and there issued from a door on the right hand first a feeble candle and next the form of the same individual who has been heretofore described as labouring under the infirmity of speaking through his nose and officiating as waiter at the public-house on Saffron Hill. Bister Sikes exclaimed Barney with real or counterfeit joy cub id sir cub id. Here you get on first said Sikes putting Oliver in front of him. Quicker or I shall tread upon your heels. Muttering a curse upon his tardiness Sikes pushed Oliver before him and they entered a low dark room with a smoky fire two or three broken chairs a table and a very old couch on which with his legs much higher than his head a man was reposing at full length smoking a long clay pipe. He was dressed in a smartly-cut snuff-coloured coat with large brass buttons an orange neckerchief a coarse staring shawl-pattern waistcoat and drab breeches. Mr. Crackit for he it was had no very great quantity of hair either upon his head or face but what he had was of a reddish dye and tortured into long corkscrew curls .
