| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 189 |
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| Chapter | -- |
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But how do the people who never do any work manage to get lots of money then?' added Frankie. `Oh, there's lots of different ways. For instance, you remember when Dad was in London, and we had no food in the house, I had to sell the easy chair.' Frankie nodded. `Yes,' he said, `I remember you wrote a note and I took it to the shop, and afterwards old Didlum came up here and bought it, and then his cart came and a man took it away.' `And do you remember how much he gave us for it?' `Five shillings,' replied Frankie, promptly. He was well acquainted with the details of the transaction, having often heard his father and mother discuss it. `And when we saw it in his shop window a little while afterwards, what price was marked on it?' 'Fifteen shillings.' |
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