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The Simpkins Plot

ByGeorge A. Birmingham

Excerpt: "Are you? It's a wretched hole of a place. I don't advise you to stop there long." "I'm not staying there at all. I'm driving straight on to Ballymoy." "If you're at all familiar with Ballymoy, I expect you've heard of me. My name's Meldon, the Reverend J. J. Meldon, B.A. I was curate of Ballymoy once, and everybody who was there in my time will be talking about me still. I'm going back there now for a holiday." "But I'm quite a stranger," said Miss King. "I've never been in Ballymoy." Meldon glanced at the bag which lay on the seat before her. There was no label on it, but it bore the initials M. K. in gold letters on its side. "I suppose," he said, "that you're not by any chance a sister or a niece of Major Kent's?" "No. I'm not. I don't even know Major Kent. My name is King. Millicent King." A clergyman is, necessarily, more or less educated. Mr. Meldon had proclaimed himself a bachelor of arts.

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Publication Date
Aug 1, 2010
Language
English
Category
Fiction
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All Rights Reserved - Standard Copyright License
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By (author): George A. Birmingham

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