They were the superior type all, favoured by the landlady, who loved intellectual discussion.

Opposite, by the fire, sat a little, greenish man--evidently an oriental.
"You're very quiet all at once, Doctor," said the landlady in her slow, laconic voice.
"Yes .-- May I have another whiskey, please ?" She rose at once, powerfully energetic.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she said.

And she went to the bar.
"Well," said the little Hindu doctor, "and how are things going now, with the men ?" "The same as ever," said Aaron.
"Yes," said the stately voice of the landlady.

"And I'm afraid they will always be the same as ever.

When will they learn wisdom ?" "But what do you call wisdom ?" asked Sherardy, the Hindu.