I think, Mr.De la Borne, that smuggling, though it was a very romantic profession, must have had its unpleasant side." Cecil nodded.
"There were more air-holes in those days," he said, "but our ancestors were a tougher race than we.

Coarse brutes, most of them, I imagine," he added, lighting a cigarette.

"Drank beer for breakfast, and smoked clay pipes before meals.

Fancy if one had their constitutions and our tastes!" "The two would scarcely go together," Jeanne remarked.

"But after all I should think that absinthe and cigarettes are more destructive.