Friday, February 12, 2010

The Genteel Subsistence of an Informer

I'm done with this life of sneaking around for that old Jew; I'm going to make a living on my own. I'll bring Charlotte along to cook my meals for me. And again it's always good to have someone to take the blame if I get caught doing anything "shifty". Ha! Ha! Ha!
But that dirty old Fagin almost got me arrested, he did, and it's a good thing I've got the wits on my side! I told the authorities all they needed to know about Fagin's operations to get me out of trouble. Always look out for number one I says, too bad old Fagin wasn't as smart as me! I decided after that to stay away from unlawful businesses, I knew all too well that the authorities had their eyes on me. I wouldn't have been surprised if people trembled in fear at the sound of the name Morris Bolter! Times where slow for a little while, I was no longer overburdened with work and made sure not to eat too much so as to keep my figure. I had to put up with a lot of Charlotte's whining about her hunger, but I thought the leftovers I gave her where ample food for any woman. She just couldn't understand that the man needs more food than the woman because the man provides everything. After much consideration, I decided to take it upon myself to become an Informer for the law. Oh the irony at one of London's most clever villains beginning to work for the police. I've probably helped the authorities capture some of the most wanted criminals in the world! Yer might even call me something of a prodigy. Well, to be fair, Charlotte did help me in some of my information gathering, but it's nothing I couldn't have done without her! I believe the life of an Informer is the life for me. I had always wanted to be something of the sort, and there are no dangerous activities involved. Not that I'd be scared of danger, it's just that Charlotte would be completely lost without me, if yer understand. It's for the good of the lass that I keep out of danger. Just the other day Charlotte read me the paper and I learnt that Fagin got what was coming to him. An unwise oaf that one was, I knew from the first time I saw him that he would end up hung. I couldn't chance something like that happening to me. The side of the law is unquestionably the best side to be on!

1 comment:

  1. That Claypole is certainly cagey -- well, at least he thinks so. Could he be following the same route as Fagin in outwitting even himself? I like the way you extend the ending of the novel for your reader, by clarifying what Claypole does.

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