He liked it all, and said we were a real good sort.

How different from the man who wanted the beer.

Then he went on.
One thing I didn't like, and that was the way boys began to gather.

Of course we could not refuse to give drinks to any traveller who was old enough to ask for it, but when one boy had had three glasses of lemonade and asked for another, Oswald said-- 'I think you've had jolly well enough.

You can't be really thirsty after all that lot.' The boy said, 'Oh, can't I?
You'll just see if I can't,' and went away.
Presently he came back with four other boys, all bigger than Oswald; and they all asked for lemonade.