The Tables Turned - or, Nupkins Awakened. A Socialist Interlude by William Morris
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_Mr. H_. Did you find them?
_Pot_. No; we found nothing but printing-stock and some very shabby furniture, and the office-boy, and three compositors. _Mr. H_. Did you arrest them? _Pot_. No; we thought it better not to do so. _Mr. H_. Did they oppose your search? _Pot_. No. _Mr. H_. What did they do? _Pot_. Well, they took grinders at me and said, "Sold!" _Mr. H_. Meaning, doubtless, that they had had an inkling of your search and had sold the arms? _Pot_. So we gathered. _J. N_. (_writing_). "They did not find the arms because they had been sold." _Mr. H_. Well, Constable, that will do. _J. N_. Prisoner, do you wish to ask the Constable any questions? _J. F_. Well, I don't know. I strongly suspect that you have made up |
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