| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 32 |
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but Owen laughed contemptuously. `Yes, it's quite true that we gets a lot of stuff from foreign countries,' said Harlow, `but they buys more from us than we do from them.' `Now you think you know a 'ell of a lot,' said Crass. `'Ow much more did they buy from us last year, than we did from them?' Harlow looked foolish: as a matter of fact his knowledge of the subject was not much wider than Crass's. He mumbled something about not having no 'ed for figures, and offered to bring full particulars next day. `You're wot I call a bloody windbag,' continued Crass; `you've got a 'ell of a lot to say, but wen it comes to the point you don't know nothin'.' `Why, even 'ere in Mugsborough,' chimed in Sawkins - who though still lying on the |
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