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16355	Voigt, F. A. (Frederick Augustus)	Combed Out			.txt	text/plain	53146	4150	89	heasy--yer've only got ter use a bit o' common sense an' do hexac'ly as right 'and inside yer left, but yer mustn't look round or talk until I Suddenly he asked: "Don't yer want it, mate?" I said "No," Up went our right hands and our heads turned smartly to the left, while We began to pity him, but one of our number, a man with long arms, a low The Sergeant-Major shouted "Come here!" in peremptory tones, but the man 'alf an hour fur yer dinner--we've got ter git the job done ter-day." think I'm goin' ter stand over yer all day? yer worked bloody fine an' says 'e won't 'ave yer workin' ter day saw a number of shell-holes grouped round cross-roads, and gradually, as day-shift came to an end and the night-shift began. "War's no good," said a small man with a protruding forehead and keen	./cache/16355.txt	./txt/16355.txt