The claret came, and was drunk almost in silence.

The rector, though he had a high opinion of the cellar of the great house, would take none of the new bottle, because he was angry.

Harry filled his glass, and attempted to say something.

Sir Hugh answered him by a monosyllable, and Archie offered to bet him two to one that he was wrong.
"I'll go into the drawing-room," said the rector, getting up.
"All right," said Sir Hugh; "you'll find coffee there, I daresay.

Has your father given up wine ?" he asked, as soon as the door was closed.
"Not that I know of," said Harry.
"He used to take as good a whack as any man I know.