'She wants some brandy and water! Of course she does.

How could I forget it?
Hallo! Stop at the next inn, and call out for a glass of hot brandy and water.' It was in vain for Kit's mother to protest that she stood in need of nothing of the kind.

The single gentleman was inexorable; and whenever he had exhausted all other modes and fashions of restlessness, it invariably occurred to him that Kit's mother wanted brandy and water.
In this way they travelled on until near midnight, when they stopped to supper, for which meal the single gentleman ordered everything eatable that the house contained; and because Kit's mother didn't eat everything at once, and eat it all, he took it into his head that she must be ill.
'You're faint,' said the single gentleman, who did nothing himself but walk about the room.

'I see what's the matter with you, ma'am.

You're faint.' 'Thank you, sir, I'm not indeed.' 'I know you are.