Then I tumbles off to sleep and that's the end of it.

I've no fancy for company at such times." "It's a good thing," Laverick remarked, thrusting his hand into his pocket.

"Here's a five-pound note on account.

I daresay you can manage to keep sober to-night, at any rate.

That's all, isn't it ?" "That's all, sir," the man answered, "unless I might make so bold as to ask whether Mr.Morrison has really hooked it ?" "Mr.Morrison had decided to hook it, as you graphically say, before he came in for that drink to your bar, Shepherd," Laverick affirmed.
"Business had been none too good with us, and we had had a disagreement." The man nodded.
"I see, sir," he said, taking up his hat.