It is a hard bed for one who has known comfort, but he seems to sleep soundly." "Let me see him," said I, and I walked back to the outer kitchen.
There lay the unsuccessful broker fast asleep.

His face, which was turned toward me as I entered, showed that it had been many days since he had been shaved, and his hair had apparently been uncombed for about the same length of time.

His clothes were very old, and a good deal torn, and he wore one boot and one shoe.
"Whew!" said I."Have you been giving him whisky ?" "No," whispered Euphemia, "of course not.

I noticed that smell, and he said he had been cleaning his clothes with alcohol." "They needed it, I'm sure," I remarked as I turned away.

"And now," said I, "where's the girl ?" "This is her afternoon out.