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dripping toast' And a rump-steak two inches thick with chips and a pint of
Ole Burton' Oh,           Jesus'

[He bounds forward, pushes his way through the crowd and rattles the handle
of the glass door The whole crowd of people, about forty strong, surge forward
and attempt to storm the door, which is stoutly held within by Mr Wilkins, the
proprietor of the cafe He menaces them through the glass.