| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 390 |
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Owen paused, and immediately there arose a great clamour from his listeners. `So it IS right, ain't it?' shouted Crass. `If you 'ad a 'ouse and let it to someone, you'd want your rent, wouldn't yer?' `I suppose,' said Slyme with resentment, for he had some shares in a local building society, `after a man's been careful, and scraping and saving and going without things he ought to 'ave 'ad all 'is life, and managed to buy a few 'ouses to support 'im in 'is old age - they ought all to be took away from 'im? Some people,' he added, `ain't got common honesty.' Nearly everyone had something to say in reprobation of the views suggested by Owen. Harlow, in a brief but powerful speech, bristling with numerous sanguinary references to the bottomless pit, protested against any interference with the sacred rights of property. Easton listened with a puzzled expression, and Philpot's goggle eyes |
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