| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 401 |
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| Chapter | -- |
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`And we can't 'elp ourselves, you nor me either,' said Harlow. `Supposing one of us on this job was to make up 'is mind not to tear into it like we do, but just keep on steady and do a fair day's work: wot would 'appen?' No one answered; but the same thought was in everyone's mind. Such a one would be quickly marked by Hunter; and even if the latter failed to notice it would not be long before Crass reported his conduct. `We can't 'elp ourselves,' said Easton, gloomily. `If one man won't do it there's twenty others ready to take 'is place.' `We could help ourselves to a certain extent if we would stand by each other. If, for instance, we all belonged to the Society,' said Owen. `I don't believe in the Society,' observed Crass. `I can't see as it's right that a inferior man should 'ave the same wages as me.' |
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