5/25 Hob and nob," returned the sergeant. "The top of mine to the foot of yours,--the foot of yours to the top of mine,--Ring once, ring twice,--the best tune on the Musical Glasses! Your health. May you live a thousand years, and never be a worse judge of the right sort than you are at the present moment of your life!" The sergeant tossed off his glass again and seemed quite ready for another glass. I noticed that Mr.Pumblechook in his hospitality appeared to forget that he had made a present of the wine, but took the bottle from Mrs.Joe and had all the credit of handing it about in a gush of joviality. |