"Paid off but three days agone, same as myself, and now--cut down like a flower! He's the corpse, ahead, in the first conveyance." "Is this a funeral, sir ?" "Darn your eyes, don't it look like one?
And after the expense I've been to!" He paused, eyed me solemnly, opened his mouth, and pointed down it with his forefinger.

"Drink done it." His voice was impressive.

"Steer you wide of the drink, my lad; or else drop down on it gradual.

If drink must be your moorings, don't pick 'em up too rash.

'A boiled leg o' mutton first,' says I, persuasive; '_and_ turnips,' and got him to Symonds's boarding-house for the very purpose, Symonds being noted.