Chops and porter will bring all the verses back, or better ones instead of them." He tried to make Elsley eat; and Elsley tried himself: but failed.

The moment the meat touched his lips he loathed it, and only courtesy prevented his leaving the room to escape the smell.

The laudanum had done its work upon his digestion.

He tried the porter, and drank a little: then, suddenly stopping, he pulled out a phial, dropped a heavy dose of his poison into the porter, and tossed it off.
"Sold am I ?" said Tom to himself.

"He must have hidden the bottle as he came out of the room with me.