| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 387 |
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Well! I should never a thought it!' exclaimed the man on the pail, pretending to be much impressed. The others laughed, and two or three of them went out of the room, contemptuously remarking to each other in an audible undertone as they went: `Bloody rot!' `Wonder wot the bloody 'ell 'e thinks 'e is? A sort of schoolmaster?' Owen's nervousness increased as he continued: `Now, they can't live in the air or in the sea. These people are land animals, therefore they must live on the land.' `Wot do yer mean by animals?' demanded Slyme. `A human bean ain't a animal!' said Crass indignantly |
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