do without you; It's nothing without you, Groves."
"Well, really, you 're very good to say so, so I can't say but what I will; but I hope there'll be something to eat and drink, which I know the name of, for the last time I 'tended, there was nothing but kickshaws; my stomach's not used to such Frenchified messes, and I was altogether no-howish by the time I got home. I said to my mistress, 'really,' says I, 'I don't know what's the matter with me, but my stomach's going remarkable wrong;' so she advised me to take a good stiff glass of brandy and water, while she got a couple of ducks roasted for supper, for peas were just in; sure enough that's all I wanted, for I slept well after it, and got up quite my own man again. There's nothing like a glass of brandy and water, cold, without sugar, when you're out of sorts. That's my maxim."
"And a very good maxim too, Mr. Groves.
