| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 1634 |
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`I shouldn't go out again today if I were you,' said Nora, noticing how ill he looked. `You should stay at home and read, or write up those minutes.' The minutes referred to were those of the last meeting of the local branch of the Painters' Society, of which Owen was the secretary, and as the snow continued to fall, he occupied himself after dinner in the manner his wife suggested, until four o'clock, when Frankie returned from school bringing with him a large snowball, and crying out as a piece of good news that the snow was still falling heavily, and that he believed it was freezing! They went to bed very early that night, for it was necessary to economize the coal, and not only |
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