| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 1164 |
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not there in ten minutes he would have the pair of them locked up. The Semi-drunk said that nothing would suit them better than to have all their pieces at once - they had spent all their money and wanted another drink. Bill Bates concurred, so they borrowed a piece of blacklead pencil from the `coddy' and made out their time sheets, took off their aprons, put them into their tool bags, and went to the office for their money, which Misery passed out to them through the trap-door. The news of this exploit spread all over the town during that day and evening, and although it was in July, the next morning at six o'clock there were half a dozen men waiting at the yard to ask Misery if there was `any chance of a job'. Bill Bates and the Semi-drunk had had their spree and had got the sack for it and most of the chaps said it served them right. Such conduct as that was going too far. |
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