which made him cry. These two causes made him answer in a very

low and hesitating voice; whereupon a gentleman in a white

waistcoat said he was a fool. Which was a capital way of raising

his spirits, and putting him quite at his ease.

'Boy,' said the gentleman in the high chair, 'listen to me. You

know you're an orphan, I suppose?'

'What's that, sir?' inquired poor Oliver.

'The boy IS a fool--I thought he was,' said the gentleman in the