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"
Oh
,
Aunt
Polly
,
come
!
Tom
's
dying
!
"
"
Dying
!
"
"
Yes
'm
.
Do
n't
wait
--
come
quick
!
"
"
Rubbage
!
I
do
n't
believe
it
!
"
But
she
fled
up-stairs
,
nevertheless
,
with
Sid
and
Mary
at
her
heels
.
And
her
face
grew
white
,
too
,
and
her
lip
trembled
.
When
she
reached
the
bedside
she
gasped
out
:
"
You
,
Tom
!
Tom
,
what
's
the
matter
with
you
?
"
"
Oh
,
auntie
,
I
'm
--
"
"
What
's
the
matter
with
you
--
what
is
the
matter
with
you
,
child
?
"
"
Oh
,
auntie
,
my
sore
toe
's
mortified
!
"
The
old
lady
sank
down
into
a
chair
and
laughed
a
little
,
then
cried
a
little
,
then
did
both
together
.
This
restored
her
and
she
said
:
