| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 339 |
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as he was: indeed, they would have to pass by his house. `Has your grandfather got anything to do yet?' he inquired as they went along. `No. 'E's still walkin' about, mister,' replied Charley. When they reached Owen's door he invited them to come up to see the kitten, which they had been inquiring about on the way. Frankie was delighted with these two visitors, and whilst they were eating some home-made cakes that Nora gave them, he entertained them by displaying the contents of his toy box, and the antics of the kitten, which was the best toy of all, for it invented new games all the time: acrobatic performances on the rails of chairs; curtain climbing; running slides up and down the oilcloth; hiding and peeping round corners and under the sofa. The kitten cut so many comical capers, and in a little while the children began to create such an uproar, that Nora had to interfere lest the people in the flat underneath should be annoyed. However, Elsie and Charley were not able to stay |
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