“What’s your name, my lad?”
“John Jeffreys.”
“And you’ve just left school? What school?”
Alas! poor Jeffreys! It cost him a struggle to utter the name.
“Bolsover.”
“Bolsover, eh? Do you know Latin?”
“Yes—and Greek,” replied the candidate.
The bookseller took up a book that lay on the table. It was an old and valuable edition of Pliny’s Epistles.
“Read us some of that.”
Jeffreys was able fairly well to accomplish the task, greatly to the delight of the old bookseller.