I feel it now in my head and in all of me.

Oh, I feel so warm all, through, and my heart it beats so very fast! Oh, no, m'sieu', no more!" Her cheeks were glowing, and her eyes had become softer and more brilliant under the influence of the potent liqueur.
"Well, well, I'll let you off this time; but next time--next time, remember." He raised the glass once more, and let the cordial drain down lazily.
He had said, "next time"-- she noticed that.

He seemed very fond of this strong liqueur.

She placed the bottle on the table, her own glass beside it.
"For a minute, a little minute," she said suddenly, and went quickly into the other room.
He coolly picked up the bottle of liqueur, poured his glass full once more, and began drinking it off in little sips.

Presently he stood up, and throwing back his shoulder, with a little ostentation of health, he went over to the chintz-covered chair, and sat down in it.