Oliver's life job (3)

 

The undertakerhad just finished work for the day when Mr Bumble entered his shop.

 

'Here, I've brought the boy,' said the beadle.

 

Oliver bowed to the undertaker, who raised his candle to get a better view of the boy. 'Mrs Sowerberry,' he called  'come and have a look .'

 

His wife , a short , thin woman with a disagreeable face, came out to see. 'He's  very small,' she said immediately.

 

'Yes,'she said crossly, 'when he eats our food . Go on , get downstairs,' She pushed Oliver downstairs into a damp, dark kitchen,and called to the girl working down there.'Here, Charlotte, give this boy some meat that the dog left--if he thinks it's good enough ofr him.'