| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 379 |
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you're trying to do,' remanded Harlow, sarcastically. `You seem to be tryin' to get out of answering the question what Easton asked you.' `Yes!' cried Crass, fiercely. `Why don't you answer the bloody question? Wot's the cause of poverty?' `What the 'ell's the matter with the present system?' demanded Sawkins. `Ow's it goin' to be altered?' said Newman. `Wot the bloody 'ell sort of a system do YOU think we ought to 'ave?' shouted the man behind the moat. `It can't never be altered,' said Philpot. `Human nature's human nature and you can't get away from it.' `Never mind about human nature,' shouted Crass. `Stick to the point. Wot's the cause of poverty?' |
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