Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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Page | 920 |
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fine pillow, much fuller and softer and more cosy than the one he had been accustomed to. A few days afterwards when he was working at the room where the woman died, they gave him some other things that had belonged to her to do away with, and amongst them was a kind of wrap of grey knitted wool. Crass kept this for himself: it was just the thing to wrap round one's neck when going to work on a cold morning, and he used it for that purpose all through the winter. In addition to the funerals, there was a little other work: sometimes a room or two to be painted and papered and ceilings whitened, and once they had the outside of two small cottages to paint - doors and windows - two coats. All four of them worked at this job and it was finished in two days. And so they went on. |
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