"Tolerably so. Two of us had had dinner at Delmonico's, but I had been dining at home and was dry. That is why Mr. Gillespie went down for the wine."
"What did you do while he was downstairs?"
"Bet on the Jack about to be turned up."
"How much money passed?"
"Oh, ten dollars or so."
"And when your host returned, what did you do?"
"I guess we drank."
"Did he drink too?"
"I did not notice. He put the bottle down and went into his dressing-room. When he came back he stood a minute by the fire, then he sat down. He may have drank then. I didn't observe."
"What did he do at the fire? Was he warming himself? It was not a cold night."