"I believe there is a flask of brandy in the pantry; I will go for it."
"If you only would."
She passed out quickly.
In about ten minutes she returned having a flask and glass.
"I feel much better," he said, "but I will taste the spirits since it may prevent a recurrence of that ugly pain."
He tossed off a rather ample glass of the liquid, and declared that he felt twenty per cent better.
"If you weren't a strict temperance man I should think that you liked brandy," said Rose, with an amused laugh.
"I'm temperate to the backbone save when it's necessary to use liquor as a medicine," and he laughed, too, in unison with Rose.
She placed the flask and empty glass on the little stand.
"I must return now, Rose. I don't feel that I ought to remain out late to-night."