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Sid, oh, Sid! (continuing to draw): Yes? (getting up and coming up to Tom): Тош! I say, Tom! (turning away from Sid): O-o-oh! (Looks at the public, he wants to say he has no toothache at all). What is the matter, Tom? (He shakes him and tries to look into his face ). Oh, don’t, Sid. Don’t shake me! Why? What is the matter, Tom? I shall call Aunt Polly. I forgive you everything, Sid. When I am dead... Oh, Tom, you are not dying! I forgive everybody, Sid. Tell them so. Oh, Aunt Polly, come! Tom is dying! (entering the stage). Dying? Sid runs away for Aunt Polly. Tom quite changes. He stops groaning, he even whistles, then he hears steps. - Tj*j I Yes, come quick! Nonsense, I don’t believe it. (She comes up to Tom.) You, Tom! Tom, what is the matter with you, child? Oh, Auntie, my tooth aches awfully. Your tooth? And what is the matter with your tooth? It is loose and aches awfully. Sit down. (Tom sits down with his face to the public). Open your mouth. Well, you are right. Your tooth is really loose. Mary! Aunt Polly calls her servant Mary, who enters. Yes, Mam? 77
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