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dmit.“AndCroesus?”sheinquired.“Whatwasitone
turned into to get away from Croesus?”
Ihastenedtotidyuphermythology.“MidasMissBeaumontnot
Croesus.Andheturnsyou–youdon’tturnyourself:heturnsyouinto
gold.”
“There’s no dodging Midas” said Ford.
“Surely–”saidMissBeaumont.ShehadbeenlearningLatinnotquite
a fortnightbut she would have corrected the Regius Professor.
Hebegantoteaseher.“Ohthere’snododgingMidas!Hejustcomes
hetouchesyouandyoupayhimseveralthousandpercentatonce.
You’re gold – a young golden lady – if he touches you.”
“I won’t be touched!” she criedrelapsing into her habitual frivolity.
“Ohbut he’ll touch you.”
“He shan’t!”
“He will.”
“He shan’t!”
“He will.”
MissBeaumonttookupherVirgilandsmackedFordoverthehead
with it.
“Evelyn!Evelyn!”saidMrs.Worters.“Nowyouareforgettingyour-
self. And you also forget my question. What good has Latin done you?”
“Mr. Inksip – what good has Latin done us?”
SoIwasletinfortheclassicalcontroversy.Theargumentsforthe
studyofLatinareperfectlysoundbuttheyaredifficulttoremember
andtheafternoonsunwashotandIneededmytea.ButIhadtojustify
myexistenceasacoachsoItookoffmyeye-glassesandbreathedon
them and said“My dear Fordwhat a question!”
“Ityilai：
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