Unimaginative politicians offered schemes which were worthless and, as far as the poor were concerned, entirely surgical, cold-blooded and inhuman, and still there remained the firm prophecy that the following year, despite everything that was tried, there would be a deficit of a hundred and seventy million. The run on gold continued so fast that a loan the government had negotiated abroad was draining away more quickly than it was arriving. Cuts in pay seemed to be drawing nearer with every day. ‘Think they’ll do it?’ Kelly asked Verschoyle. ‘Bound to,’ Verschoyle said. ‘They’re going to cut unemployment benefits and they affect nearly three million voters. Service cuts affect less than a third of a million, not all on the electoral roll either. Of course they’ll cut.’ ‘It won’t be worth staying in. People will resign.’ ‘That’d be a pity,’ Verschoyle said shrewdly. ‘Because, after the Geddes Axe, survival alone’s a recommendation.
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