CHAPTER IX.
ON the evening of the third day from the arrival of Mr.Mivers, he, the Parson, and Sir Peter were seated in the host's parlour, the Parson in an armchair by the ingle, smoking a short cutty-pipe; Mivers at length on the couch, slowly inhaling the perfumes of one of his own choice _trabucos_.

Sir Peter never smoked.

There were spirits and hot water and lemons on the table.

The Parson was famed for skill in the composition of toddy.

From time to time the Parson sipped his glass, and Sir Peter less frequently did the same.