A History through Places Series: The steps in Oliver Twist

A History through Places Series: The steps in Oliver Twist

By Amanda Harvey Purse

“Of all the bad deeds that, under the cover of darkness, had been committed within wide London’s bounds since night hung over it, that was the worst.  Of all the horrors that rose with an ill scent upon the morning air, that was the foulest and most cruel.”

Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens 1838


It was a dark and cold night when Nancy went to meet Mr Brownlow, the air had been damp and the fog surrounded her like a shawl. Perhaps this is why the normally cautious Nancy, who was on a dangerous mission, did not see that she was being followed. This was her mistake, a mistake that cost her, her life.

Nancy meeting Mr. Brownlow on the steps of London Bridge. British Library Free Images.

Nancy was a character within Charles Dickens novel, Oliver Twist and as well as being a thief for Fagin, the master pickpocket, since a young age, there is also a suggestion that she was a prostitute. Although this is not stated directly in the novel but it possibly comes from Charles Dickens wording in the preface to the 1841 edition stating ‘the boys are pickpockets, and the girl is a prostitute’.

Nancy is portrayed as a sympathetic figure in the novel perhaps to show that maybe not every criminal is as nasty as her lover, Bill Sikes. She is shown to be very loyal to both Fagin and Bill even though, with our modern eyes, we can see they are nasty to her. This is to perhaps understand the trouble and trepidation Nancy has in the final moments of her life, when she decides she must help Oliver Twist to not have the life she has.

When Oliver appears back in Bill’s, Fagin’s and Nancy’s lives after having a brief moment of freedom, Nancy is wrecked with guilt for the part she played, even if she was forced. Nancy is portrayed as a thief who steals but feels guilty for it and this guilt overrides her loyal to Bill and Fagin. So she meets up with Mr. Brownlow, the man that would give Oliver a better life, upon London Bridge.

‘Not here,’ said Nancy hurriedly, ‘I am afraid to speak to you here.  Come away – out of the public road – down the steps yonder!’

Oliver Twist by Charles Dickens 1838.