The Tonic Port
I would let the bottle stand for a day or two. Ultimately I took what was left in Eliza's glass and my own, and emptied it into the garden. I did this because I did not want our general servant to try it when she cleared away, and possibly acquire a taste for drink.
Next morning I found that two of our best geraniums had died during the night. I said that it was most inexplicable. Eliza said nothing.
A few nights afterward, Eliza asked me if I thought that the tonic port had stood long enough.
"Yes," I said; "I will decant it for you, and then if Miss Sakers calls you might say carelessly that you were just going to have a glass of port, and would be glad if she would join you."
"No, thank you," she said; "I don't want to deceive Miss Sakers."
"You could mention that it was rich in
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