| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 56 |
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Philpot, however, had suddenly grown very serious. `As things are now,' went on Owen, `instead of enjoying the advantages of civilization we are really worse off than slaves, for if we were slaves our owners in their own interest would see to it that we always had food and -' `Oh, I don't see that,' roughly interrupted old Linden, who had been listening with evident anger and impatience. `You can speak for yourself, but I can tell yer I don't put MYSELF down as a slave.' `Nor me neither,' said Crass sturdily. `Let them call their selves slaves as wants to.' At this moment a footstep was heard in the passage leading to the kitchen. Old Misery! or perhaps the bloke himself! |
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