“Dear me,” I thought to myself, “there ARE such things after all!”
“It was a marvel,” continued Slyder, “that we kept him alive at all. And, of course”—here the doctor paused to ring the bell to order two Manhattan cocktails—“as soon as he touched alcohol he was done.”
So that was the end of the valetudinarianism of Mr. Podge.
I have always considered that I killed him.
But anyway, he was a nuisance at the club.
3.—The Amazing Travels of Mr. Yarner
There was no fault to be found with Mr. Yarner till he made his trip around the world.
It was that, I think, which disturbed his brain and unfitted him for membership in the club.