But when she frowns if I light a cigar; and calls me a tippler whenever she detects the smell of brandy and water, I grow angry and stubborn.

Ah, me!" Ellis sighed heavily.

A little way he walked on, and then began communing with himself.
"I don't know"-- he went on--"but, may be, I do take a little too much sometimes.

I rather think I must have been drinking too freely when I came home last week: by the way Cara talked, and by the way she acted for two or three days afterwards.

There may be danger.