"You have had nothing to eat today, and you want something badly.

I have a dish of kidneys coming up in half an hour; they cook them well here." The Rector ate a biscuit, mechanically sipped another glass of wine, and was even able to eat a kidney when they were brought up.

Although September was not yet out, the Squire had a fire lighted in the room, and after the meal was over, and two steaming tumblers of punch were placed upon the table, he took a long pipe from the mantel, filled and lighted it, then filled another, and handed it to the Rector, at the same time holding out a light to him.
"Life has its consolations," he said.

"You have had a lot of troubles one way and another, Bastow, but we may hope that they are all over now, and that life will go more smoothly and easily with you.

We had better leave the past alone for the present.