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A dentist is one of the smallest of power users, so small, in fact, that if every one in a city were connected with a circuit, the load from this cause would never be felt. We will, however, put them down at from 10 to 20 per cent. The optician uses a motor to turn his grind stones, and its use in this case will average from 20 to 30 per cent.
I shall tell Michael pretty roundly when he arrives this evening what I think of it all. We shall have Francis next saying that he wants to resign, too, and become a dentist." Lady Ashbridge considered this for a moment in her stunned mind. "Dear me, Robert, I hope not," she said. "I do not think it the least likely that Francis would do anything of the kind.
"Mac, I didn't, and you know it. And what's more, I won't pay a nickel. Mr. Heise pays his bill next week, it's forty-three dollars, and you can just pay the thirty-five out of that." "Why, you got a whole hundred dollars saved up in your match-safe," shouted the dentist, throwing out an arm with an awkward gesture. "You pay half and I'll pay half, that's only fair."
The other day Topsy had the misfortune to fall out of bed and hit her two front teeth such a violent blow on the iron bar of the cot beside hers that bits of ivory flew about the dormitory. This necessitated a prompt matutinal visit to Dr. B., the dentist.
She recalled even the strange advertisements and signs, from John and Enoch Reese, with "All necessary articles of comfort for the wayfarer, such as flour, hard bread, butter, eggs and vinegar, buckskin pants and whip-lashes," to the "Surgeon Dentist from Berlin and Liverpool," who would "Examine and Extract Teeth, besides keeping constantly on hand a supply of the Best Matches, made by himself."
"There," growled the dentist, releasing her, "that's more like. Now," he went on, fixing her with his little eyes, "now listen to me. I'm beat out. I've walked the city over ten miles, I guess an' I'm going to bed, an' I don't want to be bothered. You understand? I want to be let alone." Trina was silent. "Do you HEAR?" he snarled. "Yes, Mac."
"Perhaps it's buried near your old place somewhere." "It's gone gone gone," chanted Maria in a monotone. Zerkow dug his nails into his scalp, tearing at his red hair. "Yes, yes, it's gone, it's gone lost forever! Lost forever!" Marcus and the dentist walked up the silent street and reached the little dog hospital. They had hardly spoken on the way.
Easterfield; on one side of her was a little girl, and on the other side was another little girl, each with her feet stuck out straight in front of her. "Oh, Captain Asher," exclaimed the lady, with a most enchanting smile, "I am so glad to meet you. I was obliged to go to Glenford to take one of my little girls to the dentist, and I inquired for you each time I passed your gate."
Don't you ever dare speak to me again" his voice was shaking with fury "and don't you sit at my table in the restaurant again. I'm sorry I ever lowered myself to keep company with such dirt. Ah, one-horse dentist! Ah, ten-cent zinc-plugger hoodlum MUCKER! Get your damn smoke outa my face." Then matters reached a sudden climax.
He had come in the early morning, and had called on the doctor and on Principal Trenholme of the College. They had both agreed that there was an opening for a young dentist who would do his work well, charge low prices, and be content to live cheaply till the Tillage grew richer. "It's just what I want," he said.
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