Observing their forms he shouted, 'I'm going to Narrobourne; who may you be ?' They went up to him, and revealed themselves, reminding him of the plan which he had himself proposed in his note, that they should meet him at Ivell.
'By Jerry, I'd forgot it!' he said.

'Well, what do you want me to do ?' His tone was distinctly quarrelsome.
A long conversation followed, which became embittered at the first hint from them that he should not come to the village.

The millwright drew a quart bottle from his pocket, and challenged them to drink if they meant friendly and called themselves men.

Neither of the two had touched alcohol for years, but for once they thought it best to accept, so as not to needlessly provoke him.
'What's in it ?' said Joshua.
'A drop of weak gin-and-water.

It won't hurt ye.