| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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that there verse means,' said Hunter. `If you read it carefully - WITH the context -' `I don't want you to tell me what it means,' interrupted the other. `I am able to read for myself. Whatever you may say, or pretend to think it means, I know what it says.' `Hear, Hear,' shouted several voices, and angry cries of `Why don't you drink the poison?' began to be heard from the outskirts of the crowd. `Are you going to drink it or not?' demanded the man with the bottle. `No! I'm not such a fool!' retorted Misery, fiercely, and a loud shout of laughter broke from the crowd.' `P'haps some of the other "believers" would like to,' said the young man sneeringly, looking round upon the disciples. |
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