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Title The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists
Page 103
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Text I think it's goin' to rain. Listen to the wind.'

`I 'ope not,' replied Easton. `That means a wet shirt goin' 'ome.'

He called out to old Jack Linden, who was still working at the front doors:

`Is it raining, Jack?'

Old Jack, his pipe still in his mouth, turned to look at the weather. It was raining, but Linden did not see the large drops which splashed heavily upon the ground. He saw only Hunter, who was standing at the gate, watching him. For a few seconds the two men looked at each other in silence. Linden was paralysed with fear. Recovering himself, he hastily removed his pipe, but it was too late.

Misery strode up.

`I don't pay you for smoking,' he said, loudly. `Make out your time sheet, take it to the office and get your money. I've had enough of you!'
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