Oliver was very surprised; this was the same man he had bumped into once outside a pub, and seen another time with Fagin, looking in at him through the window of the country cottage.
" Well, " said the woman, after thinking it over and taking another peep at the Lion, " if that is the case you may come in, and I will give you some supper and a place to sleep."
We should accept that most of our acquaintances — however much they might in theory want to be friendly — do not want to do so at the cost of looking inside their own minds.
The smell coming from it was incredible. It was holding a huge wooden club, which dragged along the floor because its arms were so long. The troll stopped next to a doorway and peered inside.