|Title||The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists|
into a great pool of blood that had accumulated against the threshold, flowing from the place where Hunter was lying on his back, his arms extended and his head nearly severed from his body. On the floor, close to his right hand, was an open razor. An overturned chair lay on the floor by the side of the table where he usually worked, the table itself being littered with papers and drenched with blood.
Within the next few days Crass resumed the role he had played when Hunter was ill during the summer, taking charge of the work and generally doing his best to fill the dead man's place, although - as he confided to certain of his cronies in the bar of the Cricketers - he had no intention of allowing Rushton to do the same as Hunter had done. One of his first jobs - on the morning after the discovery of the body - was to go with Mr Rushton to look over a house