| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 331 |
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who is not helping to bring about a better state of affairs for the future is helping to perpetuate the present misery, and is therefore the enemy of his own children. There is no such thing as being natural: we must either help or hinder.' As Owen opened the door to paint its edge, Bert came along the passage. `Look out!' he cried, `Misery's comin' up the road. 'E'll be 'ere in a minit.' It was not often that Easton was glad to hear of the approach of Nimrod, but on this occasion he heard Bert's message with a sigh of relief. `I say,' added the boy in a whisper to Owen, `if it comes orf - I mean if you gets the job to do this room - will you ask to 'ave me along of you?' `Yes, all right, sonny,' replied Owen, and Bert went off to warn the others. `Unaware that he had been observed, Nimrod sneaked stealthily into the house and began softly crawling about from room to room, peeping around corners and squinting through the cracks of doors, |
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