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Then, when he got to near fourteen, still with the beautiful curls, he begun to get a lovely golden down on his face; and the face hadn't hardly a trace of angel left in it. The horrible truth was that Shelley not only needed a haircut but a shave. And one day, goaded by certain taunts, he told his mother this in a suddenly bass voice.
Huge white letters on its front announced that Lady Barbers were within. They could see two of them at work through the big window. And they were pretty. The place was crowded with men. Men were waiting outside. "Paul says they charge a dollar for a haircut and fifty cents for a shave," explained Peggy Blackton.
Before leaving, Tom phoned Phyl Newton to thank her for the gift of fruit and nuts she had brought over the previous evening after learning of his dangerous experience. They chatted for a while and wound up by making a date for lunch. Tom drove back to town in the family car and got a haircut. Then he picked up Phyl at her home and took her to the yacht club.
He needs a haircut." "Oh, mamma, you think all men have to wear their hair short and ugly like papa and Uncle Buck. In the East men look like that." "The idea! A man calls himself a man coming to a matinee like this. Your papa ought to know that you have a sissy like him on your mind. Such a looking thing! Ugh!" These recurring intimations could sting Lilly almost to tears.
"Let me out and look at me," said Mr. Simpson. There was a faint scream from both ladies, followed by protests. "Don't be alarmed," said Mr. Cooper, reassuringly. "I wasn't born yesterday. I don't want to get a crack over the head." "It's all a mistake, Bob," said the prisoner, appealingly. "I just had a shave and a haircut and and a little hair-dye. If you open the door you'll know me at once."
"Have many fights?" "Not so many as I used to," says Keats. "I knew that, too," says Shelley. "Now, then, you come right along with me." So he marches Keats and curls down to Henry Lehman's and says: "Give this poor kid a close haircut." And Henry Lehman won't do it. He says that Mrs.
But how you goin' to tell, in these times when our toniest fatwads is sittin' around the mahogany votin' to raise the price of chewin' gum to-day, and gettin' a free haircut to-morrow? There wa'n't any time for me to stand there guessin' whether he'd been pardoned, or had slid down the rain pipe. Somethin' had to be done, and done quick.
Next morning, when Jimmy, having sent Spike off to the tailor's, with instructions to get a haircut en route, was dealing with a combination of breakfast and luncheon at his flat, Lord Dreever called. "Thought I should find you in," observed his lordship. "Well, laddie, how goes it? Having breakfast? Eggs and bacon! Great Scott! I couldn't touch a thing." The statement was borne out by his looks.
It is always to-morrow, and to-morrow, and to-morrow. When he goes, he goes suddenly. There is something within us, probably our immortal soul, that postpones a haircut; and yet in the end our immortal souls have little to do with the actual process. It is impossible to conceive of one immortal soul cutting another immortal soul's hair. My own soul, I am sure, has never entered a barber's shop.
But Shelley says: "All right; come on over to the other place." So they go over to Katterson Lee, the coloured barber, and Katterson tells 'em the same story. He admits the boy needs a haircut till it amounts to an outrage, but he's had his plain warning from Shelley's ma, and he ain't going to get mixed up with no lawsuit in a town where he's known to one and all as being respectable.
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