But no, she _supposed_ she was awake; and what now?
As she seizes two locks of Major Lazelle's hair, one in each hand, and pulled them both as if she meant to draw them out by the roots, out they came! Yes, entirely out! And more than that, all the rest of the man's hair came too! His head was left as smooth as an apple.
_You_ see at once how it was.

He wore a wig, and just for play had slyly unfastened it, and allowed Miss Dotty to pull it off.
The perfect despair on her little face amused him vastly; but he did not smile; he looked very severe.
"See what you have done!" said he, rubbing his bald head as if it were just ready to bleed.

"See what you have done to me, you cruel girl!" Major Lazelle's entire head of hair lay at her feet as brown and wavy as ever it was.

Dotty looked at it with horror.

The idea of scalping a man! For a whole minute she lost the power of speech.