"What'll you have, Browning ?" Browning accepted a seat at the table, but waved his hand languidly as he declined to drink.
"I'm not taking anything now," he said.
"Oh, but you must! Have some ale, old man." "Excuse me, gentlemen.

I tell you squarely that I am not taking anything just now.

By and by I will be with you again.

Emery will go you one.
That's what he came in for." "That's right," declared Browning's companion.

"I was out stargazing last night.