| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 675 |
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| Chapter | -- |
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Are you coming home now? You promised you would,' she said. `All right: presently,' replied Easton. 'There's plenty of time; it's not nine yet.' `That doesn't matter; it's quite late enough. You know we've left the child at home alone in the house. You promised you'd come as soon as you'd finished that other game.' `All right, all right,' answered Easton impatiently. `Just wait a minute, I want to see this, and then I'll come.' `This' was a most interesting problem propounded by Crass, who had arranged eleven matches side by side on the shove-ha'penny board. The problem was to take none away and yet leave only nine. Nearly all the men in the bar were crowding round the shove-ha'penny board, some with knitted brows and |
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