| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 621 |
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`That butcher's a very decent sort of chap, you know, Dad,' he said. `He wouldn't take a penny for the meat.' `Is that what you were talking to him about?' No; we were talking about Socialism. You see, this is the second time he wouldn't take the money, and the first time he did it I thought he must be a Socialist, but I didn't ask him then. But when he did it again this time I asked him if he was. So he said, No. He said he wasn't quite mad yet. So I said, "If you think that Socialists are all mad, you're very much mistaken, because I'm a Socialist myself, and I'm quite sure I'M not mad." So he said he knew I was all right, but he didn't understand anything about Socialism himself - only that it meant sharing out all the money so that everyone could have the same. So then I told him |
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