| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 419 |
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the room where Philpot and Harlow were working. `You both get sevenpence an hour, don't you?' he said. They both replied to the affirmative. `I've never worked under price yet,' added Harlow. `Nor me neither,' observed Philpot. `Well, of course you can please yourselves,' Hunter continued, `but after this week we've decided not to pay more than six and a half. Things is cut so fine nowadays that we can't afford to go on payin' sevenpence any longer. You can work up till tomorrow night on the old terms, but if you're not willin' to accept six and a half you needn't come on Saturday morning. Please yourselves. Take it or leave it.' Harlow and Philpot were both too much astonished to say anything in reply to this cheerful announcement, |
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