| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 69 |
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salutation; he had not the breath to spare, but the man was not hurt; he was used to being treated like that. `Any chance of a job, sir?' Hunter did not reply at once. He was short of breath and he was thinking of a plan that was ever recurring to his mind, and which he had lately been hankering to put into execution. It seemed to him that the long waited for opportunity had come. Just now Rushton & Co. were almost the only firm in Mugsborough who had any work. There were dozens of good workmen out. Yes, this was the time. If this man agreed he would give him a start. Hunter knew the man was a good workman, he had worked for Rushton & Co. before. To make room for him old Linden and some other full-price man could be got rid of; it would not be difficult to find some excuse. `Well,' Hunter said at last in a |
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