Bugs gone ?" "Yes, sir; but if I had a little, just a nip of whisky to taper off on, I'd be all right." "Not a drop, Peter." "I'll die if I don't get it." "Then die sober." Peter made no reply.

McGregor felt his pulse, made his usual careful examination, and said at last, "Now keep quiet, and in a few days you'll be well." "For God's sake, give me whisky--a little.

I'm so weak I can't stand up." "No," said McGregor, "it will pass.

Now I must go.

A word with you, Mr.
Rivers." When outside of the room he said, "We must trust Billy, I suppose ?" "Yes, there is no one else." "That man is giving his whole mind to thinking how he can get whisky.