“That’s all right. I’ve been pouring my stock away. Just finished the last bottle.”
“But why?”
“I told you. I thought I saw a snake!”
“Green?”
Squiffy shivered slightly.
“Frightfully green!”
Archie hesitated. He perceived that there are moments when silence is the best policy. He had been worrying himself over the unfortunate case of his friend, and now that Fate seemed to have provided a solution, it would be rash to interfere merely to ease the old bean’s mind. If Squiffy was going to reform because he thought he had seen an imaginary snake, better not to let him know that the snake was a real one.
“Dashed serious!” he said.
“Bally dashed serious!” agreed Squiffy. “I’m going to cut it out!”
“Great scheme!”