"Well now, have you heard of Mr.Dalmain?
He has had to go to town unexpectedly, on the 1.15 train; and aunt has dropped her false teeth on her marble wash-stand and must get to the dentist right away.

So we go to town on the 2.30.
It's an uncertain world.

It complicates one's plans, when they have to depend on other people's teeth.

But I would sooner break false teeth than true hearts, any day.

One can get the former mended, but I guess no one can mend the latter.