[The Confessions of Harry Lorrequer Complete by Charles James Lever]@TWC D-Link bookThe Confessions of Harry Lorrequer Complete CHAPTER XIII 11/12
The decanters on the dinner-table were never labelled, with their more appropriate designation of contents, whether claret, sherry, or port, but with the names of their respective owners, it being a matter of much less consequence that any individual at table should mix his wine, by pouring "port upon madeira," than commit the truly legal offence of appropriating to his own use and benefit, even by mistake, his neighbour's bottle. However well the system may work among the regular members of the "domestic circle," and I am assured that it does succeed extremely -- to the newly arrived guest, or uninitiated visitor, the affair is perplexing, and leads occasionally to awkward results. It so chanced, from my friend O'Flaherty's habitual position at the foot of the table, and my post of honour near the head, that on the first day of my appearing there, the distance between us, not only precluded all possible intercourse, but any of those gentle hints as to habits and customs, a new arrival looks for at the hands of his better informed friend.
The only mode of recognition, to prove that we belonged to each other, being by that excellent and truly English custom of drinking wine together, Tom seized the first idle moment from his avocation as carver to say, "Lorrequer, a glass of wine with you." Having, of course, acceded, he again asked, "What wine do you drink ?" intending thereby, as I afterwards learned, to send me from his end of the table, what wine I selected.
Not conceiving the object of the inquiry, and having hitherto without hesitation helped myself from the decanter, which bore some faint resemblance to sherry, I immediately turned for correct information to the bottle itself, upon whose slender neck was ticketed the usual slip of paper.
My endeavours to decypher the writing occupied time sufficient again to make O'Flaherty ask, "Well, Harry, I'm waiting for you.
Will you have port ?" "No, I thank you," I replied, having by this revealed the inscription. "No, I thank you; I'll just stick to my old friend here, Bob M'Grotty;" for thus I rendered familiarly the name of Rt.
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