Oliver Twist
master, who was a gardener by trade,) applied himself with
hearty good-will, until Miss Rose made her appearance:
when there were a thousand commendations to be bestowed
on all he had done.
So three months glided away; three months which, in the
life of the most blessed and favoured of mortals, might have
been unmingled happiness, and which, in Oliver’s were
true felicity. With the purest and most amiable generousity
on one side; and the truest, warmest, soul-felt gratitude on
the other; it is no wonder that, by the end of that short time,
Oliver Twist had become completely domesticated with the
old lady and her niece, and that the fervent attachment of
his young and sensitive heart, was repaid by their pride in,
and attachment to, himself.