Do you remember how you were engaged this morning ?"--he had that morning taken the sacrament from the parish clergyman--"you would not wish to make me guilty of murder, would you ?" "Nonsense! You are talking nonsense; habit is second nature.

I tell you I shall sink without it.

Why, you know I always get it directly your back is turned.

Come, I will not be bullied in my own house; give me that bottle, I say!"-- and Sir Roger essayed, vainly enough, to raise himself from the bed.
"Stop, Scatcherd; I will give it you--I will help you.

It may be that habit is second nature." Sir Roger in his determined energy had swallowed, without thinking of it, the small quantity which the doctor had before poured out for him, and still held the empty glass within his hand.