'Make yourself comfortable for a little and I'll fix you up.

The night train goes at eleven-thirty....

You'll find cigars in the cupboard and there's this week's _Critic_ on that table.

It's got a good article on Conrad, if you care for such things.' I helped myself to a cigar and spent a profitable half-hour reading about the vices of the British Government.

Then my host returned and bade me ascend to his bedroom.