| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 570 |
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the 'ell's the use of the likes of us troublin' our 'eads about politics?' `Oh, I don't see that.' replied Harlow. `We've got votes and we're really the people what control the affairs of the country, so I reckon we ought to take SOME interest in it, but at the same time I can't see no sense in this 'ere Socialist wangle that Owen's always talkin' about.' `Nor nobody else neither,' said Crass with a jeering laugh. `Even if all the bloody money in the world WAS divided out equal,' said the man on the pail, profoundly, `it wouldn't do no good! In six months' time it would be all back in the same 'ands again.' `Of course,' said everybody. |
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