I hear there are at least three or four new inventions which they are keeping dark.

You like yours dry, I suppose ?" Thomson had risen to his feet and leaned forward towards the mirror for a moment to straighten his tie.

When he turned around, he glanced at the collection of bottles Granet had been handling.
"I am really very sorry," he said.

"I did not mean to put you to this trouble.

I never drink cocktails." Granet paused in shaking the silver receptacle, and laid it down.
"Have a whisky and soda instead ?" Thomson shook his head.
"If you will excuse me," he said, "I will drink your health at dinner-time.