| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 434 |
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trouble of dressing you twice.' `Oh, I don't mind sitting still,' returned Frankie, loftily. `That's very easy. `I don't mind having to take care of my clothes,' said Frankie as his mother - having washed and dressed him, was putting the finishing touches to his hair, brushing and combing and curling the long yellow locks into ringlets round her fingers, `the only thing I don't like is having my hair done. You know all these curls are quite unnecessary. I'm sure it would save you a lot of trouble if you wouldn't mind cutting them off.' Nora did not answer: somehow or other she was unwilling to comply with this often-repeated entreaty. It seemed to her that when this hair was cut off the child would have become a different individual - more separate and independent. `If you don't want to cut it off for your own |
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