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master for more porridge.Mr Bumble took Oliver to the office of the directors of the workhouse and said, 'Oliver Twist asked for more porridge!'Mr Bumble, who was an important officer in the town, rushed into the room and said, 'What's this nonsense?'This young boy asked for more porridge!

master for more porridge. So that evening he took his small empty bowl to the master of the workhouse, who was a big man with a white apron.

'Please, sir,' said Oliver looking at the master, 'I want some more.' The master was very surprised and stared at him. Then he hit Oliver with his big wooden spoon.

'Mr Bumble,' cried the master. 'Please come here!!

Mr Bumble, who was an important officer in the town, rushed into the room and said, 'What's this nonsense?'This young boy asked for more porridge! exclaimed the master, whose face was red.

'What?' asked Mr Bumble. 'Did I hear you correctly? More porridge?'

'Yes sir, more porridge? replied the master, holding up the big wooden spoon.

Mr Bumble took Oliver to the office of the directors of the workhouse and said, 'Oliver Twist asked for more porridge!'

'For more porridge?' they cried, looking at each other. 'This boy must leave the workhouse immediately!'

Mr Bumble put Oliver in a cold, dark room for one whole week. Every morning Mr Bumble opened the door of the dark room and hit Oliver with a stick in front of his friends. Poor Oliver did nothing but cry all day long and he couldn't sleep at night because he was terribly cold, hungry and sad.