| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 205 |
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`I'm afraid he won't find it very easy to get another job,' he remarked, referring to Linden. `Even in the summer nobody will be inclined to take him on. He's too old.' `It's a dreadful prospect for the two children,' answered his wife. `Yes,' replied Owen bitterly. `It's the children who will suffer most. As for Linden and his wife, although of course one can't help feeling sorry for them, at the same time there's no getting away from the fact that they deserve to suffer. All their lives they've been working like brutes and living in poverty. Although they have done more than their fair share of the work, they have never enjoyed anything like a fair share of the things they have helped to produce. And yet, all their lives they have supported and defended the system that robbed them, and have resisted and ridiculed every proposal to alter it. It's wrong to feel sorry for such people; they deserve to suffer.' After tea, as he watched his wife clearing away the tea things and rearranging the drying clothing by the fire, Owen for the first time noticed that |
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