But the point is, I LIKED those toddies.

The geniality of which they were provocative was marvellous.

They were eloquent proselyters for John Barleycorn in their own small insidious way.

They were tickles of the something destined to grow into daily and deadly desire.

And I didn't know, never dreamed--I, who had lived with John Barleycorn for so many years and laughed at all his unavailing attempts to win me..