| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 487 |
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execute their orders. `Well, wot's it to be?' inquired Philpot of the others generally. `Mine's a pint o' beer,' said Crass. `Half for me,' said Bundy. `Half o' beer for me too,' replied Easton. `That's one pint, two 'arves, and a pint o' porter for meself,' said Philpot, turning and addressing the Old Dear. While the landlord was serving these drinks the Besotted Wretch finished his beer and set the empty glass down on the counter, and Philpot observing this, said to him: `'Ave one along o' me?' |
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