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Reifsnyder was very garrulous a fact which made him rather remarkable among barbers, who, as a class, are austerely speechless, having been taught silence by the hammering reiteration of a tradition. It is the customers who talk in the ordinary event.
"Get a gait on you now," he said to Reifsnyder. "I go out at 7.31." As the barber foamed the lather on the cheeks of the engineer he seemed to be thinking heavily. Then suddenly he burst out. "How would you like to be with no face?" he cried to the assemblage. "Oh, if I had to have a face like yours " answered one customer. Bainbridge's voice came from a sea of lather.
You'd take all the trouble in the world for him. And spend your last dollar on him. Well, then?" "No, but look," said Reifsnyder; "supposing you don't got a face!" As soon as Williams was hidden from the view of the old judge he began to gesture and talk to himself. An elation had evidently penetrated to his vitals, and caused him to dilate as if he had been filled with gas.
Young Griscom, the lawyer, was just emerging from Reifsnyder's barber shop, rubbing his chin contentedly. On the steps he dropped his hand and looked with wide eyes into the crowd. Suddenly he bolted back into the shop. "Wow!" he cried to the parliament; "you ought to see the coon that's coming!" Reifsnyder and his assistant instantly poised their razors high and turned towards the window.
Reifsnyder turned, in a great excitement. "I bait you any money that vas not Henry Johnson! Henry Johnson! Rats!" The scorn put into this last word made it an explosion. "That man was a Pullman-car porter or someding. How could that be Henry Johnson?" he demanded, turbulently. "You vas crazy." The man in the first chair faced the barber in a storm of indignation.
Reifsnyder describes a native Chinese woman affected with an ovarian tumor seen at the Margaret Williamson Hospital at Shanghai. She was four feet eight inches in height, and twenty-five years of age. The tumor had been growing for six years until the circumference at the umbilicus measured five feet 7 3/4 inches; 88 quarts of fluid were drawn off and the woman recovered.
You would do anything on earth for him. You'd take all the trouble in the world for him. And spend your last dollar on him. Well, then?" "I wonder how it feels to be without any face?" said Reifsnyder, musingly. The man who had previously spoken, feeling that he had expressed himself well, repeated the whole thing. "You would do anything on earth for him.
"How can you let a man die when he vas done so much for you?" "'When he vas done so much for you?" repeated Bainbridge. "You better shave some people. How vas that? Maybe this ain't a barber shop?" A man hitherto silent now said, "If I had been the doctor, I would have done the same thing." "Of course," said Reifsnyder. "Any man vould do it.
"You're kicking because if losing faces became popular, you'd have to go out of business." "I don't think it will become so much popular," said Reifsnyder. "Not if it's got to be taken off in the way his was taken off," said another man. "I'd rather keep mine, if you don't mind." "I guess so!" cried the barber. "Just think!"
Instead, Reifsnyder paused shaving entirely, and turned to front the speaker. "Let him die?" he demanded. "How vas that? How can you let a man die?" "By letting him die, you chump," said the engineer. The others laughed a little, and Reifsnyder turned at once to his work, sullenly, as a man overwhelmed by the derision of numbers. "How vas that?" he grumbled later.
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