You probably don't care
personally for the way your barber's thumb tastes either, but a
barber's thumb is Peaches Melba alongside of a dentist's. Before
you can say anything though he discovers a cavity or orifice of
some sort in the base of your tooth. It seems to give him
pleasure. Filled with intense gratification by this discovery and
fired moreover by the impetuous ardor of the chase, he grabs up a
crochet needle with a red hot stinger on the end of it and jabs it
down your tooth to a point about opposite where your suspenders
fork in the back.
You have words with him then, or at least you start to have words
with him, but he puts his knee in your chest and tells you that it
really doesn't hurt at all, but is only your imagination, and
utters other soothing remarks of that general nature. He then
exchanges the crochet needle for a kind of an instrument with a
burr on the end of it. This instrument first came into use at the
time of the Spanish Inquisition but has since been greatly
improved on and brought right up to date.
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