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"I'm in a big hurry to-day." declared the girl as she settled hack in Dr. Hull's chair.
"It's now one o'clock, and 1 simply must leave here by two! You'll hurry, won't you?"
"All right." said Dr. Hull. "We can get a lot done by two. Let's see. it was this
back tooth we were working on. lias it been bothering you this week?" Hull paused, the
small mirror held near her mouth.
"Oh, just a minute!" The girl squinted sideways and settled herself again. "Yes.
it's been bothering me a lot. I've hardly been able to eat a thing. I can just feel that the
sharp little wire thing you've got there is going right into the very nerve. Why don't you
know just where the nerve is and try to keep as far away from it as possible?" She
pressed her lips tight together and frowned at the offending instrument.
"We won't hurt it. It isn't the nerve—it's just sensitive dentine that bothers you.
But we'll fix that up with a little of this stuff." Hull put down his instrument and
reached for a bottle.
"Oh, it burns like everything!" The girl sat bolt upright, pushing his hand away.
and reached for the water glass.
"Now. if you go and wash it all away I can't promise a sure cure, you know," remon¬
"Well, I don't know that being burned to death is preferable to sensitive dentine, any¬
way," replied the girl, calmly drinking the water before once more settling uncomfortably
back in the chair. "Now, you'd better hurry, it's a quarter after already," she said, ac¬
cusingly, glancing at her watch.
'' Open your—''
"It does seem to me that you could certainly get this chair in a more comfortable po¬
sition. Dr. Forbes told me that you were a third-year student, and it certainly looks like
you might know how to get me seated comfortably. My neck and back are about to break."
"Are you comfortable now?" asked Hull, after spending fifteen minutes adjusting the
chair to her satisfaction.
"Yes, you may look at the tooth now, but don't you dare hurt me."
"Open your mouth wide." He reached for the probe again.
'' Oh ! Oh ! I knew it; you always do it!'' The girl sat up to brush away a tear with the
corner of the towel and accidentally dropped the towel on the floor. "No, you can't touch it
for a minute. Wait until it stops aching, can't you?" She clung frantically to the clean
towel he handed her, and glared at him. "I think you are a brute," said she.
"Oh! why on earth do we have teeth, anyway? They're always full of holes, and it's
a choice between toothache and a dentist's murdering hands—and I don't know which I
"I'll tell you," said Hull, banteringly. " I'll give you gas, and we'll pull them all out in
a jiffy, and then you can have nice white artificial ones—and never any more trouble!"
"From the line of your talk, it seems that you have been giving me gas, as you call it,
all along. Well, go on!" She sat back, resignedly.
"I've simply got to keep that two o'clock engagement! Oh, for pity's sake, are you
going to drill again? Why, you drilled my very head off last week, and you said you'd be
able to fill the tooth this time ! That isn't fair ! Why can't you be honest? You know T
Fate that driller—it makes my blood run cold, and I dream of it every night, and you
promised you'd do all you could by hand!