This view did not commend itself to Crass, who, after the others had finished with it, put it back in the pocket of his coat.
Meanwhile, Bundy stood up to help himself to some more tea.

The cup he was drinking from had a large piece broken out of one side and did not hold much, so he usually had to have three or four helpings.
'Anyone else want any' he asked.
Several cups and jars were passed to him.

These vessels had been standing on the floor, and the floor was very dirty and covered with dust, so before dipping them into the pail, Bundy--who had been working at the drains all morning--wiped the bottoms of the jars upon his trousers, on the same place where he was in the habit of wiping his hands when he happened to get some dirt on them.

He filled the jars so full that as he held them by the rims and passed them to their owners part of the contents slopped over and trickled through his fingers.

By the time he had finished the floor was covered with little pools of tea.
'They say that Gord made everything for some useful purpose,' remarked Harlow, reverting to the original subject, 'but I should like to know what the hell's the use of sich things as bugs and fleas and the like.' 'To teach people to keep theirselves clean, of course,' said Slyme.
'That's a funny subject, ain't it ?' continued Harlow, ignoring Slyme's answer.