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Updated: May 8, 2025
Take a canvas bucket, some carbolic soap, and a good big towel. Also your toothbrush, and excuse the question, but do you shave?" "Twice a week," admitted the blushing Bobby. "Happy man! Well, take a safety-razor. That will do for cleanliness. Now for clothing. Lots of socks, but only one change of other things, unless you care to take a third shirt in your greatcoat pocket.
That's what they call aristocratic rage. It's the fine old spirit of the Marshmoretons boiling over." "I noticed it," said George. "Just like lightning." "It's no use trying to fool us, dadda," said Billie. "You know just as well as I do that it makes you feel good to think that, every time you cut yourself with your safety-razor, you bleed blue!" "A lot of silly nonsense!" grumbled the earl.
"Something like that." "Did you ever hear the like? I never did think much of the Irish." "Then ye'll take my advice and go home? Tell ye what, I'll drive ye to the station." Dickson got up from the bed, found his new safety-razor and began to strop it. "No, I think I'll bide. If you're right there'll be more to see than glaury roads." "I'm warning ye, fair and honest.
Mr. Blake relapsed into a tortured silence. "But what's the matter with the blighter? Why can't he go over the top? Has he got indigestion?" "Indigestion?" Mr. Blaife laughed another of his hollow laughs. "You couldn't give that boy indigestion if you fed 'im in on safety-razor blades. Religion's more like what 'e's got." "Religion?" "Well, you can call it that.
"I don't want a bet," he remarked, shaking his head at the board; "I need an accident. I wonder if that goat Angora has horns and a beard?" "People try fifty-to-one shots just before they cut their throats," warned Loring. "Hide my safety-razor then. Angora carries my hundred. I'll feed a sawbuck apiece to ten books."
"I'll wager," he added, "it was she who did the shaving. Hepworth would have cut him, even with a safety-razor." "It must have been the other one, Martin," I said, "that she loathed. That almost exultation at the thought that he was dead," I reminded him. "Yes," he mused. "She made no attempt to disguise it. Curious there having been that likeness between them." He looked at his watch.
He may be viewed to-night as a plump, smooth, pink, baldish, podgy goodman, robbed of the importance of spectacles, squatting in breast-high water, scraping his lather-smeared cheeks with a safety-razor like a tiny lawn-mower, and with melancholy dignity clawing through the water to recover a slippery and active piece of soap. He was lulled to dreaming by the caressing warmth.
He looked carefully at his collar, wondering how many days he would be able to keep it looking like a fresh collar, and he regretted that he had not brought his safety-razor to this new home. Still the collar was in excellent shape as yet, and a scrutiny of his face in the cracked mirror hanging on the log wall determined that he could go at least another day without shaving.
"Yes, my amiable young canine, just up." Jack looked somewhat puzzled at the appellation, but seated himself. "Helen said you wanted to see me," he suggested. Darrow leisurely cleaned the component parts of his safety-razor, washed and anointed his face, and turned. "I do," said he, "if you're game." "Of course I'm game!" cried the boy indignantly.
He must be itching to have jokes with the parcels. "Only just this once," he would plead. "Let me give Mrs. Brown the safety-razor, and Mr. Brown the night-dress case; I swear I won't touch any of the others." Of course that wouldn't be a very subtle joke; but jolly old gentlemen with white beards aren't very subtle in their humour. They lean to the broader effects the practical joke and the pun.
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