And I forgot--you were thirsty, and I was, as you said, inhospitable.

You must permit me to repair my fault." And with a courteous salute he left the room, to return almost immediately with a tumbler full of some fragrant, golden-coloured liquid, in which lumps of ice glittered refreshingly.

A few loose rose-leaves were scattered on the top of this dainty-looking beverage.
"You may enjoy this without fear," said he, smiling; "it will do you good.

It is an Eastern wine, unknown to trade, and therefore untampered with.

I see you are looking at the rose-leaves on the surface.