"I very nearly bought a copy of Ally Sloper on my way down here." Mr.Waddington shivered.
"I suppose there is no hope for you," he said.

"It is excessively painful for me to see you in this state.

On the whole, I think that the sooner you take the bean, the better." Burton suddenly sat up in his chair.
"What are those sheets of paper you have on the table ?" he asked quickly.
"They are the sheets of paper left with the little flower-pot in the room of Idlemay House," Mr.Waddington answered.

"I was just looking them through and wondering what language it was they were written in.
It is curious, too, that our friend should have only translated the last few lines." Burton rose from his chair and leaned over the table, looking at them with keen interest.
"It was about those papers that I started out to come and see you," he declared.

"There must be some way by which we could make the action of these beans more permanent.