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Simkins was usually calmed down with much difficulty, and finally, after hissing "Cowards!" two or three times under his breath, he concluded with, "Oh, very well, then, you know better than I do I am only a young recruit; but allow me at least to blow up Waterloo Bridge, or spring a bomb in Fleet Street just to show that we are up and doing." But this the Anarchists would not sanction.
"Oh heaven!" cried Cecilia, who now doubted not a second duel, "tell me, shew me, which way they went?" "Why, ma'am, to let you into the secret," answered Mrs Belfield, "only I beg you'll take no notice of it to my son, but, seeing them so much out of sorts, I begged the favour of Mr Simkins, as Mr Hobson was gone out to his club, just to follow them, and see what they were after."
She told the coachman, therefore, to drive to a corner of the square, begging Mr Simkins to have patience, which he promised with much readiness, and endeavoured to give her comfort, by talking without cessation. She waited here near half an hour.
He found that he was well up with the class in everything save Greek and Latin, and these, Greek especially, soon proved hard sledding. The instructor, Mr. Simkins or "Uncle Sim," as he was called was no easy taskmaster.
"The Indians will not need it until spring, and why should it remain here unused? A few more tables from that whip-sawn lumber, the benches repaired, and things will be quite presentable." Then he set to work, and the manner in which he handled hammer, axe and saw proved him well skilled in such matters. He had been working for some time when the door opened, and Joe Simkins entered.
Mr Simkins then, affecting to lower his voice, said reproachfully to his friend "Indeed, Mr Hobson, to speak ingenusly, I must needs say I don't think it over and above pelite in you to be so hard upon the young lady's acquaintance that was, now he's defunct.
Gladly, however, she still consented to be accompanied by Mr Simkins, for her dread of being alone, at so late an hour, in an hackney-coach, was invincible.
To do him justice I believe he would, but the question is, what answer he would have had. 'Nobody could have refused began Albinia. 'Oh! cried Mrs. Dusautoy. 'Little you know Bayford. 'Fanny! Fanny! this is too bad. Madame Belmarche 'Would have had nothing but eau sucre! No, John, decidedly you and Simkins fell upon your legs, and you bad better take credit for your "admirable sagacity.".
And here's another tip, fellows. Always be dead serious with 'Uncle Sim. That's Mr. Simkins, Greek instructor. If you can look as if you'd lost all your friends and bitten your tongue you'll make a big hit with him. He doesn't know a joke even when it's labelled and can't stand any flippancy.
His Grace didn't find Miss Simkins, the brewer's daughter, so enviable a possession after marriage as she had appeared before; and, as she held the purse-strings and held them closely, too he got precious little but abuse and unhappiness out of the bargain.
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