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The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists

CHAPTER 15
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Nobody else can't get a word in edgeways.' 'In order that these people may live,' continued Owen, pointing to the large black square, 'it is first necessary that they shall have a PLACE to live in--' 'Well! I should never a thought it!' exclaimed the man on the pail, pretending to be much impressed.

The others laughed, and two or three of them went out of the room, contemptuously remarking to each other in an audible undertone as they went: 'Bloody rot!' 'Wonder wot the bloody 'ell 'e thinks 'e is?
A sort of schoolmaster ?' Owen's nervousness increased as he continued: 'Now, they can't live in the air or in the sea.

These people are land animals, therefore they must live on the land.' 'Wot do yer mean by animals ?' demanded Slyme.
'A human bean ain't a animal!' said Crass indignantly.
'Yes, we are!' cried Harlow.

'Go into any chemist's shop you like and ask the bloke, and 'e'll tell you--' 'Oh, blow that!' interrupted Philpot.

'Let's 'ear wot Owen's sayin'.' 'They must live on the land: and that's the beginning of the trouble; because--under the present system--the majority of the people have really no right to be in the country at all! Under the present system the country belongs to a few--those who are here represented by this small black square.


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