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"Tom! Tom!" Aunt Polly's call was loud. A little noise made her look in the corner. There he was behind the door, his face sticky with cake, all the way to his ears. As she started to hit him, Tom said, "My! look behind you, Aunt Polly." As she did, Tom ran out and jumped clean over the fence. Aunt Polly smiled to herself. "That boy! How many times he's tricked me. I'm not hard enough on him. But when I remember he has no mother, I just can't be." Out loud she said, "He'll play hooky from school today. I'll just have to make him work on Saturday." At supper, Aunt Polly questioned, "Tom, was it warm in school?" Yes, Aunt Polly." "Didn't you want to go swimming?" "Well - not much." Aunt Polly put her hand on his head. Tom went on, "Us boys put water on our hair." "Let me see your shirt where I sewed it on you." Tom showed her. "Well, OK. It's still sewed together at the neck. I thought for sure you had pulled out the thread to go swimming."