"Give me your hand, Poll, to help me through," cried Jack, as he accomplished the operation. But it was her proof. All along the wooden benches before it sat a profusion of soldiery, a collection of barbers in attendance, busily employed in replaiting and powdering their hair ready for a military review scheduled for this afternoon. Fritz flailed against his mother wildly, crying generous tears.
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