"
Average Jones contemplated with absorbed attention an ant which was
making a laborious spiral ascent of his cane. Not until it had
gained a vantage point on the bone handle did he speak again.
"See here, Professor Warren: I'm a passionate devotee of the Latin
tongue. I have my deep and dark suspicions of our present modes of
pronunciation, all three of 'em. As for the ablative absolute, its
reconstruction and regeneration have been the inspiring principle of
my studious manhood. Humbly I have sat at the feet of Learning,
enshrined in the Ridgway Graeme pamphlets. I must meet Colonel
Graeme--after reading the pamphlets. I hope they're not long."
Warren frowned. "Colonel Graeme is a gentleman and my friend, Mr.
Jones," he said with emphasis. "I won't have him made a butt."
"He shan't be, by me," said Average Jones quietly. "Has it perhaps
struck you, as his friend, that--er--a close daily association with
the psychic remnant of a Roman citizen might conceivably be
non-conducive to his best interest?"
"Yes, it has.
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