| As Oliver was walking, a young woman, Nancy, started hugging him tightly |
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 | Don't! Let go of me. Who is it? What are you stopping me for. | |
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| Oh my gracious! I have found him! Oh! Oliver! Oliver! Oh you naughty boy, to make me suffer such distress on your account! Cine home, dear, come. | |
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| Oliver attempted to convince the people he did not belong to them, with little success. |
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| I don't belong to them. I don't know them. help! help! | |
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| Help! Yes I'll help you, you young rascal! What books are these? You've been stealing 'em have you? | |
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| Oliver was led away and the servent attempted to look for Oliver with 0 result. |
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