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"That's a single bed," said Trina, "but the landlady says she'll put in a double one for us. You see " "I ain't going to live here," growled McTeague. "Well, you've got to live somewhere," said Trina, impatiently. "We've looked Polk Street over, and this is the only thing we can afford." "Afford, afford," muttered the dentist.

Me and Tempie and Doctor Pike Johnson and the dentist and Bud Simms, the man what runs the Palms, have thought up a scheme ef we kin work it. You see they ain't a nigger from Black Bottom to Mount Nebo as wouldn't sell his soul ter git ter the Country Club and say he's been invited there.

"Faith!" exclaimed Mick, after watching these dusky belles with much interest for some time, the lot of them chattering and laughing away, showing their teeth, which a dentist would have given something to possess for his showcase, "Oi'd loike Father O'Flannagan jist for to say thim quare craychurs, Tom, me hearty, if ownly to say him toorn oop the whoites ov his oyes.

Each stood directly in front of his subject with his head a little on one side, intent on his department. If Martin put one boot before the other, the lower gentleman was down upon him; he rubbed a pimple on his nose, and the upper gentleman booked it. He opened his mouth to speak, and the same gentleman was on one knee before him, looking in at his teeth, with the nice scrutiny of a dentist.

The gentlemen said the same, but they were not so outspoken to him personally, and indulged in asides, with quotations of some of his uncle Everard's recent observations concerning him: as for example, 'Politically he's a mad harlequin jumping his tights and spangles when nobody asks him to jump; and in private life he's a mad dentist poking his tongs at my sound tooth: a highly ludicrous image of the persistent fellow, and a reminder of situations in Moliere, as it was acted by Cecil Baskelett and Lord Welshpool.

"Well, so could I. I've got one all planned out that I'm going to work some day. I'll get leave to go to the dentist late some afternoon. The car to come back leaves his office at five o'clock. He doesn't want to stay until five because he goes off to play golf. So he'll leave me in his waiting-room when he goes. I'll have a suit of overalls rolled up under my uniform.

"'Ought not to, not 'hadn't ought to'!" "'Ought not to," repeated Mrs. Cowles, icily, while the dentist waved his hand in an amused manner and contributed: "Ought not to say 'hadn't ought to, as my preceptor used to tell me.... I'd like to hear you sing Longfellow's 'Psalm of Life, Miss Cowles." "Don't you think Longfellow's a bum poet?" growled Carl.

"Well, you must make up to her now," answered Marcus. "Go and call on her." McTeague started. He had not thought of calling on her. The idea frightened him a little. "Of course," persisted Marcus, "that's the proper caper. What did you expect? Did you think you was never going to see her again?" "I don' know, I don' know," responded the dentist, looking stupidly at the dog.

About 80,000 children were examined, and the records show that out of every one hundred children examined sixty-six needed the services of a doctor, surgeon, or dentist, and some needed all three. Forty out of each hundred had badly neglected teeth. Thirty-eight had enlarged glands of the neck. Eighteen had enlarged tonsils. Ten had growths of the nose. Thirty-one needed glasses.

They develop cavities and aches and extra roots and we spend a good part of our lives and most of our substance with the dentist. Nevertheless, in spite of all we can do and all he can do, we keep on losing them.