“She said she had been at church too, but a bug flew in her ear and she had to leave, and she guessed you'd have to leave too, because she couldn't stand it. She said it felt awful.”
“She was at a house by the Methodist church, she said, when she 'phoned to see if you was at the office. When I told her I'd get you from the other church, she said she'd be at the office by the time you got there.”
And she was, sitting uneasily in a big chair.
“Doctor, I've had a flea in my ear sometimes, but this is a different proposition. Ugh! Please get this creature out now. It feels as big as a bat. Ugh! It's crawling further in, hurry!”
“Maybe we'd better wait a minute and see if it won't be like some other things, in at one ear and out at the other.”
“O, hurry, it'll get so far in you can't reach it.”
“Turn more to the light,” commanded the doctor, and in a few seconds he held up the offending insect.
“O, you only got a little of it!”
“I got it all.”