Texas knew that; and he soaked on the peroxide of hydrogen the more—ninety per cent. saturated solution.
Having finished this they left their victims there for a while, so that their hair might dry and the bleach have a good chance to work. It would never have done in the world to let them run back to camp and wash it all out. Oh, no! And, besides, it might be well to leave them there a while to reflect upon the sin of hazing.
As to this last point a mild bit of sarcasm occurred to the Parson. "The Parson" was just the man to preach a sermon; and he got down upon his knees and whispered very softly into the ears of each of the three:
"Gentlemen," said he, "the epistle for the day is written in the sixth chapter of Galatians, the seventh verse. 'Be not deceived, brethren. For whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.' Here endeth the first lesson. Yea, by Zeus!"
And then the five hair dyers stole away, and likewise the one quart bottle, peroxide of hydrogen, ninety per cent. saturated solution.
They were not through yet. Oh, not by a long shot! They rejoined sentry number three and held a whispered consultation.
"Who's on to-night?" was the question.
"Only one to interest us. Bull Harris!" was the answer.
"Where?"
"Number two."