The trio rambled arm in arm from one place of refreshment to another, and presently sat down in hearty fellowship to a supper of such viands as recommend themselves at bibulous midnight.

Peak was drawing recklessly upon the few coins that remained to him; he must leave his landlady's claim undischarged, and send the money from home.

Prudence be hanged! If one cannot taste amusement once in a twelvemonth, why live at all?
He reached his lodgings, at something after one o'clock, drenched with rain, gloriously indifferent to that and all other chances of life.
Pooh! his system had been radically wrong.

He should have allowed himself recreation once a week or so; he would have been all the better for it, body and mind.

Books and that kind of thing are all very well in their way, but one must live; he had wasted too much of his youth in solitude.