| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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money. Work is done so rough nowadays that chaps like Sawkins is good enough formost of it. Hunter shoved me off just because I was getting the top money, and you'll see I won't be the only one.' `I'm afraid you're right,' returned Owen. `Did you see Rushton when you went for your money?' `Yes,' replied Linden. `I hurried up as fast as I could, but Hunter was there first. He passed me on his bike before I got half-way, so I suppose he told his tale before I came. Anyway, when I started to speak to Mr Rushton he wouldn't listen. Said he couldn't interfere between Mr Hunter and the men.# `Ah! They're a bad lot, them two,' said the old woman, shaking her head sagely. `But it'll all come 'ome to 'em, you'll see. They'll never prosper. The Lord will punish them.' Owen did not feel very confident of that. Most of the people he knew who had prospered were |
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