"Very good," said I, "that's a fair bargain. Come on, Abraham."
So we cut the stems of two large leaves, containing each about a pint of water, and sat down on a rock.
"Your health," said I, raising my bowl; "long life and happiness to you, Abraham!"
"Thank you," said Abraham; "the same to you!"
"Why don't you drink?" I asked, seeing that my friend kept looking at me without touching the contents of the bowl.
"I'm going to drink presently."
"Drink away, then!"
"Here goes!"
But it was not "here goes," for he still kept looking at me without drinking.
"Well," said I, impatiently, "what are you afraid of?"