"What's the matter, old gentleman?"
"Do you know, this is very good brandy-and-water?"
"Glad you like it."
"Like it?—I couldn't be off liking it. It's capital! Let's finish these glasses, and have others at once."
As he spoke he finished his glass, and the two thieves were so delighted that he had taken it all, that they at once finished theirs likewise; and then they looked at him, and then at each other, until one said to the other, as he made a wry face—
"I say, Bill, I—I don't much like my glass. How did yours taste, eh, old fellow?"
"Very queer."
"How strange," said Todd; "mine was beautiful! I hope, gentlemen, you have not made a mistake and put anything out of the way in your own glasses instead of mine?"
"Oh, dear. Oh—oh! I am going, Bill."
"And so am I. Oh, murder! My head is going round and round like a humming-top as big as St. Paul's."