Next morning I wheedled two more bottles of the
stuff out of old Sebillot--which leaves him two for the wedding.
I thought that you and I might have some fun with them. . . . Now
tell me _your_ experience."
"That," said I, "must wait until you unlock my tongue; if indeed you
have brought home the genuine Mont-Bazillac."
As it happened, Master Dick was called up to Oxford unexpectedly, a
week before the beginning of term, to start practice in his college
"four." Our experiment had to be postponed; with what result you
shall hear.
About a fortnight later I read in our local paper that the Bishop
had been holding a Confirmation service in Gantick Parish Church.
The paragraph went on to say that "a large and reverent congregation
witnessed the ceremony, but general regret was expressed at the
absence of our respected Vicar through a temporary indisposition.
We are glad to assure our readers that the reverend gentleman is well
on the way to recovery, and indeed has already resumed his
ministration in the parish, where his genial presence and quick
sympathies, etc."
This laid an obligation upon me to walk over to Gantick and inquire
about my old friend's health: which I did that same afternoon.
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