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Posted Jan 29 2013 7:07am
iece of work for me, my dear, that needs cheap ash 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. 

“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.” 

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