| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 600 |
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| Chapter | -- |
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' and `Gord bless you,' mingled with shouts of laughter. `My wandering boy' was followed by a choice selection of choruses of well-known music-hall songs, including `Goodbye, my Bluebell', `The Honeysuckle and the Bee', `I've got 'em!' and `The Church Parade', the whole being tastefully varied and interspersed with howls, shrieks, curses, catcalls, and downward explosions of flatulence. In the midst of the uproar Crass came upstairs. `'Ere!' he shouted. `For Christ's sake make less row! Suppose Nimrod was to come back!' `Oh, he ain't comin' any more today,' said Harlow, recklessly. `Besides, what if 'e does come?' cried |
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