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The Murder
As soon as Noah reported back to Fagin, the old man immediately sent for Sikes and told him the whole story about Nancy's midnight meeting on the bridge.
Sikes was enraged as he raced home and into the bedroom where Nancy lay asleep. He grabbed her by the throat and dragged her to the floor.
"What's wrong, Bill? What have I done?" she gasped.
"As if you didn't know! You were followed tonight. Every word was overheard."
"Then spare my life as I spared yours and Fagin's!" cried the girl, clinging to him. "Listen to me! The gentleman and the lady offered to send me to a good home in a foreign country. Let me ask them to do the same for you. We could leave here forever and start a new life!"
She held on to him so tightly that it was a great effort for Sikes to loosen her grip. He finally freed one of his hands and reached for his pistol. He realized, however, that the shot would attract attention and he'd be caught. So, instead, he brought the pistol down with all his might on Nancys head.
You Were Followed Tonight.
She staggered and fell, blinded by the blood from the gash in her forehead. With her final breath, she pleaded for mercy. But Sikes covered his eyes with his hand, grabbed a heavy club, and struck her dead!
Sikes sat for hours staring at the body. Finally, when the sun's rays entered the room, he roused himself and slowly got up. He lit a fire, and when it was burning brightly, he threw the club into it, then he washed the blood off himself and off his clothes.
Nancy Pleads for Mercy.....
He didn't dare stay there any longer. So he locked up the house and set out with his dog. He walked for miles, out of London and into the country, his dog trotting at his side.
Where Can a Murderer Go?.....
By nine o'clock that night he came to a town, where he hoped to stop and rest. He saw a mail coach standing before the little post office. All the people were gathered around it, talking about a murder in London.
This was not a safe town for a murderer to rest in, so Sikes decided to go back to London. Maybe he could get lost in the big city. Maybe Fagin he could even wangle some money from Fagin escape to France. First, however, he had to get rid of the dog, in case any descriptions were out for a man with a dog. He tried to put a rope around the dog's neck to drown him in a pond. But the animal, sensing the plan, ran away across the fields.
And Sikes continued the journey alone.