Now, how much better this is, than being obliged to put the poor leetle boy out of the way--which would be dangerous, and we should lose by it besides.' 'When is it to be done ?' asked Nancy, stopping some turbulent exclamation on the part of Mr.Sikes, expressive of the disgust with which he received Fagin's affectation of humanity.
'Ah, to be sure,' said the Jew; 'when is it to be done, Bill ?' 'I planned with Toby, the night arter to-morrow,' rejoined Sikes in a surly voice, 'if he heerd nothing from me to the contrairy.' 'Good,' said the Jew; 'there's no moon.' 'No,' rejoined Sikes.
'It's all arranged about bringing off the swag, is it ?' asked the Jew.
Sikes nodded.
'And about--' 'Oh, ah, it's all planned,' rejoined Sikes, interrupting him.

'Never mind particulars.

You'd better bring the boy here to-morrow night.

I shall get off the stone an hour arter daybreak.

Then you hold your tongue, and keep the melting-pot ready, and that's all you'll have to do.' After some discussion, in which all three took an active part, it was decided that Nancy should repair to the Jew's next evening when the night had set in, and bring Oliver away with her; Fagin craftily observing, that, if he evinced any disinclination to the task, he would be more willing to accompany the girl who had so recently interfered in his behalf, than anybody else.