I don't want to stay home from school." "Oh, you don't, don't you?
So all this row was because you thought you'd get to stay home from school and go a-fishing?
Tom, Tom, I love you so, and you seem to try every way you can to break my old heart with your outrageousness." By this time the dental instruments were ready.

The old lady made one end of the silk thread fast to Tom's tooth with a loop and tied the other to the bedpost.

Then she seized the chunk of fire and suddenly thrust it almost into the boy's face.

The tooth hung dangling by the bedpost, now.
But all trials bring their compensations.

As Tom wended to school after breakfast, he was the envy of every boy he met because the gap in his upper row of teeth enabled him to expectorate in a new and admirable way.