text:  'Have I shaved your ugly jobber-nowl clean enough? I don't want any of your tiresome barbers to do my work! Are we quits gossip? Can we wipe off the old scores yet friend Simon? No no! We have something to do still! Let your boy look well to himself and get reconciled to my people whilst there is yet time!'" * * * * * Early in the morning Simon was found lying dead on the floor