I'm feeling shaky, but I shan't mind a bit if you'll let Simon remain with me." And so Tom left me with Simon.

"Do you feel shaky and shivery, Simon ?" I asked.
"Not a bit on it, sir," was the reply.

"Never felt better.

But 'tween you and me and the gatepost, yon hinfidel hain't a served me like he hev you.

I don't like the look o' things, yer honour." "Why, Simon ?" "Why, sir, 'tain't me as ought to tell, and yet I don't feel comfortable.