In my 'Blanfield,'" he added.
"Indeed!" I said.

I had never been able to read "Blanfield." "Indeed, ah, yes--of course." There was an awkward pause.
"The whiskey will be here in a minute," he said, suddenly.

"I don't have it in when Whatnot's here.

He's the Rector, you know; a great temperance man.

When we've had a--a modest quencher--we'll get to business." "Oh," I said, "your letters really meant--" "Of course," he answered.