Just go to a shop to buy something; look round the place an' you'll see that more than 'arf the damn stuff comes from abroad.

They're able to sell their goods 'ere because they don't 'ave to pay no dooty, but they takes care to put 'eavy dooties on our goods to keep 'em out of their countries; and I say it's about time it was stopped.' ''Ear, 'ear,' said Linden, who always agreed with Crass, because the latter, being in charge of the job, had it in his power to put in a good--or a bad--word for a man to the boss.

''Ear, 'ear! Now that's wot I call common sense.' Several other men, for the same reason as Linden, echoed Crass's sentiments, but Owen laughed contemptuously.
'Yes, it's quite true that we gets a lot of stuff from foreign countries,' said Harlow, 'but they buys more from us than we do from them.' 'Now you think you know a 'ell of a lot,' said Crass.

''Ow much more did they buy from us last year, than we did from them ?' Harlow looked foolish: as a matter of fact his knowledge of the subject was not much wider than Crass's.

He mumbled something about not having no 'ed for figures, and offered to bring full particulars next day.
'You're wot I call a bloody windbag,' continued Crass; 'you've got a 'ell of a lot to say, but wen it comes to the point you don't know nothin'.' 'Why, even 'ere in Mugsborough,' chimed in Sawkins--who though still lying on the dresser had been awakened by the shouting--'We're overrun with 'em! Nearly all the waiters and the cook at the Grand Hotel where we was working last month is foreigners.' 'Yes,' said old Joe Philpot, tragically, 'and then thers all them Hitalian horgin grinders, an' the blokes wot sells 'ot chestnuts; an' wen I was goin' 'ome last night I see a lot of them Frenchies sellin' hunions, an' a little wile afterwards I met two more of 'em comin' up the street with a bear.' Notwithstanding the disquieting nature of this intelligence, Owen again laughed, much to the indignation of the others, who thought it was a very serious state of affairs.