Oliver Twist Chapter 15 (narrated by Daniel) Old Friends Meet Oliver wanted to see Mr Brownlow again, while they were staying in London. He had told the two ladies about his kindness. So Rose went with Oliver. She decided to tell Mr Brownlow Nancy's secret. When they arrived at his house, she asked to see Mr Brownlow on very important business. She left Oliver in the carriage with Mr Giles, and followed the servant into an upstairs room. There she met a kind old gentleman. There was another old gentleman in the room who did not look so kind. 'Mr Brownlow, sir?' asked Rose, looking from one gentleman to the other. 'That is my name,' said the one with the kind face. 'This is my friend, Mr Grimwig. Grimwig, will you leave us for a few minutes?' Rose remembered what Oliver had told her about Mr Grimwig. She said, 'I think Mr Grimwig knows the business that I wish to speak about.' Mr Grimwig bowed. 'I shall surprise you very much,' said Rose, 'but you were once very kind to a very dear young friend of mine. I'm sure that you will be interested to hear about him again. His name is Oliver Twist.' 'Well, well!' said Mr Brownlow. He and Mr Grimwig looked very surprised. 'A bad boy!' said Mr Grimwig, 'I'll eat my head if he isn't a bad boy!' 'He is a good boy,' said Rose quickly. 'He has a fine nature and a warm heart.' 'Tell us what you know about this poor child,' said Mr Brownlow. 'We are very interested in him.' Rose described everything that had happened to Oliver. She told them too that Oliver had been sad that he could not see his dear old friend, Mr Brownlow. 'This makes me very happy, very happy!' said the old gentleman. 'But, Miss Maylie, you haven't told us where he is now. Why haven't you brought him with you?' 'He is waiting in the carriage at the door,' said Rose. 'At the door!' cried Mr Brownlow. He hurried out of the room and down the stairs without another word. When he had gone, Mr Grimwig got up from his chair and walked up and down the room. Then, stopping suddenly, he kissed Rose. 'Don't be afraid,' he said, as the young lady stood up in shock. 'I am old enough to be your grandfather. You are a sweet girl. I like you. Ah! Here they are!' He returned quickly to his chair as Mr Brownlow came in with Oliver. Mrs Bedwin came too, and Oliver jumped into her arms. While Oliver and the old lady were talking and laughing and crying and kissing, Mr Brownlow led Rose into another room. There he heard the story of Nancy’s visit to Rose. 'This is a very strange mystery,' said Mr Brownlow, 'and we will never understand it until we find this man, Monks.' 'Only Nancy can help us,' said Rose, 'and we cannot see her until next Sunday.'