"Again. Tell it again!" cried Fagin, tightening his grasp on Sikes, and brandishing his other hand aloft as the foam flew from his lips.
"They asked her," said Noah, who, as he grew more wakeful, seemed to have a dawning perception who Sikes was, "they asked her why she didn't come last Sunday as she promised. She said she couldn't—"
"Why—why?" interrupted the Jew triumphantly. "Tell him that."
"Because she was forcibly kept at home by Bill, the man she had told them of before," replied Noah.
"What more of him?" cried the Jew. "What more of the man she had told them of before? Tell him that, tell him that."
"Why, that she couldn't very easily get out of doors unless he knew where she was going to," said Noah; "and so the first time she went to see the lady, she—ha! ha! ha! it made me laugh when she said it, that it did—she gave him a drink of laudanum."
"Hell's fire!" cried Sikes, breaking fiercely from the Jew. "Let me go!"
