noon
I might make this part of my story more entertaining by picturing Mr. Grimshaw as a tyrant with a red nose and a large stick ; but unfortunately for the purposes of sensational narrative , Mr. Grimshaw was a quiet , kindhearted gentleman . Though a rigid disciplinarian , he had a keen sense of justice , was a good reader of character , and the boys respected him . There were two other teachers -- a French tutor and a writing-master , who visited the school twice a week . On Wednesdays and Saturdays we were dismissed at noon , and these half-holidays were the brightest epochs of my existence . Daily contact with boys who had not been brought up as gently as I worked an immediate , and , in some respects , a beneficial change in my character . I had the nonsense taken out of me , as the saying is -- some of the nonsense , at least . I became more manly and self-reliant .