"What now?" cried the Jew impatiently.
"Is he to be kidnapped to the other ken, Nancy says?" inquired the Dodger cautiously.
"Yes," replied the Jew, "wherever she lays hands on him. Find him, find him out, that 's all. I shall know what to do next, never fear."
The boy murmured a reply of intelligence, and hurried down stairs after his companions.
"He has not peached so far," said the Jew as he pursued his occupation. "If he means to blab us among his new friends, we may stop his windpipe yet."