You've not forgotten your manners yet." When they had sat down to dinner in another white-washed room, and had undertaken the promised rice and chicken, he laughed again, somewhat bitterly.
"Better acquaintance--no fear! You'll be so well acquainted with us all that you'll wish you never clapped eyes on us." He drained his whiskey and soda, signaled for more, and added: "Were you ever cooped up, yachting, with a chap you detested?
That's the feeling you come to have .-- Here, stand by.

You're drinking nothing." Rudolph protested.

Politeness had so far conquered habit, that he felt uncommonly flushed, genial, and giddy.
"That," urged Heywood, tapping the bottle, "that's our only amusement.
You'll see.

One good thing we can get is the liquor.

'Nisi damnose bibimus,'-- forget how it runs: 'Drink hearty, or you'll die without getting your revenge,'" "You are then a university's-man ?" cried Rudolph, with enthusiasm.
The other nodded gloomily.