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"I shan't tell him, and I hope you won't."
"I certainly won't," said Meldon. "I have too high a sense of the
value of time to waste it telling stories to that secretary. Come
along and get your bicycle."
"It's just as well," said Meldon a few minutes later, when he and
Simpkins had mounted their bicycles--"it's just as well that you have
on those white trousers and a cool sort of shirt. We've got to ride
pretty fast, and it wouldn't do for you to arrive in a state of reeking
heat."
"I want you to understand clearly," said Simpkins, "that I'm not going
to do anything more than explain to Miss King that some absurd mistake
has arisen; explain, and apologise."
"If you like to call it explaining, you can. But I strongly recommend
you to do it thoroughly. I may tell you that I have Callaghan posted
behind a tree to watch you, and if you don't offer Miss King proper
tokens of affection, I shall hear of it, and so will the judge. It's
scarcely necessary for me to tell you, Simpkins, that the judge isn't a
man to be trifled with."
"Tokens of affection! Do you mean that I--?"
"I do," said Meldon. "I mean that exactly.
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