| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 305 |
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`When do you think you'll have the drawings ready?' inquired Rushton. `Can you get them done tonight?' `I'm afraid not,' replied Owen, feeling inclined to laugh at the absurdity of the question. `It will need a little thinking about.' `When can you have them ready then? This is Monday. Wednesday morning?' Owen hesitated. `We don't want to keep 'im waiting too long, you know, or 'e may give up the idear altogether.' `Well, sat Friday morning, then,' said Owen, resolving that he would stay up all night if necessary to get it done. Rushton shook his head. `Can't you get it done before that? I'm afraid that if we keeps 'im waiting all that time we may lose the job altogether.' |
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