"See who it is," said mum.
He opened the cardboard suitcase
and pointed
to
. . . the scrubbing brushes
. . . the clothes brushes
. . . the shoe brushes
The case twitched
and the brushes shook themselves
and fell out
all over the path.
"God save the King!" shouted the man.
"Hurry up boys! Fill the ranks! Fill the ranks!" he shouted.
Mum came running
brushed flour from her apron.
