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040			_aCO-NeUS _beng _erda
100	1	0	_940231 _aDickens, Charles, _eaut
245	1	0	_aOliver Twist / _cCharles Dickens ; retold by Margaret Tarner
264	1		_aLondon : _bMacmillan, _c2002
300			_a63 pages : _bIllustrations ; _c20 cm
336			_2rdacontent _atxt
337			_2rdamedia _an _bn
338			_2rda _anc _bnc
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520			_aA very old man was standing near the fire. He turned quickly as the two boys came into the room. "Fagin, this is my new friend, Oliver Twist," the Dodger said. The old man smiled at Oliver. " Very pleased to see you, Oliver my dear, the old man said. "Come nearer to fire, my boy". Oliver stared round the dirty room. There was a rope tied across one corner of the room. Many brightly-colored skill handkerchiefs were hanging over the rope. Fagin smiled again. My handkerchiefs are pretty, aren't they, Oliver? He said. And theyr̓e all waiting to be washed! To Olivers̓ surprise, all the boys laughed.
700	1		_9139503 _aTarner, Margaret
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650		0	_9137952 _aEnglish novel
650		0	_9158509 _aJuvenile delinquency _xNovel
650		0	_9158246 _aOrphanages _xNovel
650		0	_9158510 _aVagrant Children _xNovel
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