"Now," said the doctor, "I shall expect you to be a smarter boy after this, for I have been at considerable pains to extract the bad blood from you."
Tommy was untied, and rubbing his cheeks, ran downstairs to find Bobsey, and get him to condole with him.
He found Bobsey sitting by the stove, all by himself. There was no other servant, as Miss Minks did all the work.
"What's up?" inquired Bobsey.
Tommy related what had happened.
"Oh, my heyes!" said Bobsey, "ain't that a shame! I never 'eard of such a rig as that."
"I'll be revenged."
"What'll yer do?"
"There's a big auger in the cellar, and I'll bore holes in the surgery floor, so that old Slasher will stick his leg in one. I'll have a big stone in the room underneath, and I'll fasten the stone to his leg so he can't move. That'll be bully."
"First-rate," replied Bobsey.