'It won't run out,' he said.
'O yes it will,' said she.

'Take the tub between your knees, and squeeze the heads; and I'll hold the cup.' Stockdale obeyed; and the pressure taking effect upon the tub, which seemed, to be thin, the spirit spirted out in a stream.

When the cup was full he ceased pressing, and the flow immediately stopped.

'Now we must fill up the keg with water,' said Lizzy, 'or it will cluck like forty hens when it is handled, and show that 'tis not full.' 'But they tell you you may take it ?' 'Yes, the smugglers: but the buyers must not know that the smugglers have been kind to me at their expense.' 'I see,' said Stockdale doubtfully.

'I much question the honesty of this proceeding.' By her direction he held the tub with the hole upwards, and while he went through the process of alternately pressing and ceasing to press, she produced a bottle of water, from which she took mouthfuls, conveying each to the keg by putting her pretty lips to the hole, where it was sucked in at each recovery of the cask from pressure.