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- “I know it,” Sarah said. “We all do. Do you think Reb might whittle us a comb of some kind out of some wood? Anything would do.”
- Reb was prevailed upon, and he did manage to make a comb of sorts. It was thick and awkward, but the three girls shared it and soon were looking fairly presentable.
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