[Birds of Prey by M. E. Braddon]@TWC D-Link bookBirds of Prey CHAPTER VII 9/12
He always had a favourite chair in every caravanserai wherein he rested in his manifold wanderings, and he had an unerring instinct which guided him in the selection of the most comfortable chair, and that one corner, to be found in every room, which is a sanctuary secure from the incursions of Boreas. The day just ended had evidently not been a lucky one, and the Captain's gaze was darkly meditative as he looked into the ruddy little fire. "I think I'll take a glass of cold water with a dash of brandy in it, Val," he said presently; and he said it with the air of a man who rarely tasted such a beverage; whereas it was as habitual with him to sit sipping brandy-and-water for an hour or so before he went to bed as it was for him to light his chamber candle.
"That fellow Sheldon knows how to take care of himself," he remarked thoughtfully, when Valentine had procured the brandy-and-water.
"Try some of that cognac, Val; it's not bad.
To tell you the truth, I'm beginning to get sick of this promoting business.
It pays very little better than the India-rubber agency, and it's harder work.
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