| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 875 |
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`'eard?' interrupted Rushton, glancing nervously at the door and round the office. `It's all right,' answered Sweater, who nevertheless lowered his voice almost to a whisper, and the others drew their chairs closer and bent forward to listen. `You know we still have a little money in hand: well, what I propose is this: At the annual meeting, which, as you know, comes off next week, we'll arrange for the Secretary to read a highly satisfactory report, and we'll declare a dividend of 15 per cent - we can arrange it somehow between us. Of course, we'll have to cook the accounts a little, but I'll see that it's done properly. The other shareholders are not going to ask any awkward questions, and we all understand each other.' Sweater paused, and regarded the other three brigands intently. `Do you follow me?' he asked. `Yes, yes,' said Didlum eagerly. `Go on with it.' |
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