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Пересказ по тексту 12 простых предложений на Английском языке. Заранее спасибо)Oliver began to recover and slowly regain his strength. The picture that hadcaused Mr. Brownlow's excitement was taken down from the wall, and was notmentioned again. Oliver was disappointed at the disappearance of the picture, sincehe liked the woman's face, but he had many other things to think about it now.They were happy days, while Oliver was getting better. He played cards withMrs. Bedwin and listened to stories about her family. The days were all so quiet andrelaxing, after the hardships and poverty of his previous life. Mr. Brownlow boughthim a new suit and new shoes, and Oliver's dirty old clothes were given away.One day Mr. Brownlow asked him to come to his study for a little talk. Oliverwent in and sat down. He looked at Mr. Brownlow's serious face in alarm. 'Don't tellme you're going to send me away, sir, please' he exclaimed. 'Let me stay here! Icould help with the housework ... please, sir!''My dear child, don't be afraid,' said Mr. Brownlow kindly. I won't desert you.I believe that you're a good boy, not a common thief. You told me you're an orphan- that seems to be the truth. But I want to hear now the whole story of your life, andhow you came to be with the boys I saw you with that day.'Oliver began his story but was soon interrupted by the arrival of Mr. Grimwig,an old friend of Mr. Brownlow's. Mr. Grimwig was a fierce old gentleman and veryfond of arguments. He clearly knew all about Oliver and inspected him closely. 'Sothis is the boy, is it?' he said at last.Oliver bowed politely and was introduced by Mr. Brownlow. Tea was thenbrought in, and during the meal Mr. Grinwig stared so hard at Oliver that the boyfelt rather confused. Eventually, Mr. Grimwig whispered to Mr. Brownlow, "He maybe a good-looking boy, but I think he's deceiving you, my good friend.''Nonsense!' saidMr. Brownlow, becoming angry.'Well, we'll see,’ answered his friend. 'We'll see.'Later that afternoon Mr. Brownlow wanted to return some books to abookseller, and to send some money for new books that he had already collected.Mr. Grimwig suggested that Oliver should go. 'He'll be sure to deliver everythingsafely.' he said with a smile.'Yes, please let me take them,' said Oliver, delighted to be of use.Mr. Brownlow hesitated, but Mr. Grimwig's smile had annoyed him. 'Verywell,' he said. ' Here are the books, Oliver, and a five-pound note. The booksellerwill give you ten shilling change.''I won't be ten minutes,' replied Oliver eagerly, and ran out into the street.'So you expect him to come back, do you?' enquired Mr. Grimwig.'Yes, I do,' said Mr. Brownlow, smiling confidently. 'Don't you?''No. He has a new suit of clothes, some valuable books, and a five -pound notein his pocket. He'll join his old friends, the thieves, and laugh at you. If he comesback, I'll eat my hat.'The two men sat by the window with a pocket-watch between them, and waitedfor Oliver's return.Oliver hurried through the streets to the bookshop, thinking how lucky he was.Suddenly there was a loud scream behind him. 'Oh, my dear brother!' Before hecould look round, a pair of arms was thrown tightly around his neck.'Don't!' he cried, struggling. 'Let go! Why are you stopping me? Who is it?'The young woman holding him started to cry loudly. 'I've found him! Oh!Oliver! You naughty boy, come home immediately, you cruel boy!' She burst intotears and several people stopped to stare at what was happening.'What's the matter?' asked one of the watching women.'He ran away form hisparents a month ago,' the youngwoman said. "They're hard-working, respectable people,and he left them to join a gangof thieves and bad characters,and almost broke his mother'sheart.''Go home, you horriblechild,' said another woman.'Go back to your parents,' said a third.'But I haven't got any! Replied Oliver, greatly alarmed. " I haven't got a sister,either. I'm an orphan. I live in Pentonville.'' Listen to him! Make him come home,' the young woman said to the crowd, 'orhe'll kill his dear mother and father, and break my heart.'Suddenly Oliver recognized the woman he had seen in Fagin's house. 'It'sNancy!' he said, without thinking.'You see?' cried Nancy to the crowd. 'He knows me!'