‘I want some more’
A reading for two voices
Voice 1: (LP): The room in which the boys were fed, was a large stone hall, with a big copper pot at one end: out of which the master served the gruel. Each boy had one bowl of gruel and no more.
Voice 2: (DG): The evening arrived; the boys took their places. The master, in his cook’s uniform, served out the gruel; and prayers were said. The gruel disappeared; the boys whispered to each other, and winked at Oliver; while the boys near him nudged him. Child as he was, he was desperate with hunger, and reckless with misery. He rose from the table; and advancing to the master, basin and spoon in hand, said, alarmed at his own courage:
Voice 3 : (LP): Please, sir, I want some more.
Voice 1: Luke: The master was a fat, healthy man; but he turned very pale. He gazed in astonishment on the small rebel for some seconds.
Voice 4: (DG): What!
Voice 3: LP): Please, sir, I want some more.
Voice 2: (DG): The master aimed a blow at Oliver’s head with the ladle; crushed him in his arms; and shrieked aloud for Mr Bumble.
Voice 1 LP: The board were in the middle of a solemn meeting, when Mr. Bumble rushed into the room in great excitement, and addressing the gentleman in the high chair, said,
Voice 4: (DG): Mr. Limbkins, I beg your pardon, sir! Oliver Twist has asked for more!
Voice 1: (LP): There was horror on every countenance.
Voice 5: (Luke): For more! Compose yourself, Bumble, and answer me distinctly. Do I understand that he asked for more?
Voice 4: DG: He did, sir. That boy will be hung, I know that boy will be hung. I never was more convinced of anything in my life, I never was more convinced of anything in my life: that boy will be hung.