"Don't you like it?"
"I don't know, Sir; I have never drunk any."
"No! Taste it and see."
"I would rather not, Sir, if you please. I don't care for it."
"Taste it, Ellen!"
This command was not to be disobeyed. The blood rushed to Ellen's temples as she just touched the glass to her lips, and set it down again.
"Well?" said Mr. Lindsay.
"What, Sir?"
"How do you like it?"
"I like it very well, Sir, but I would rather not drink it."