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"
We
never
got
such
Madeira
in
the
West
Indies
,
sir
,
as
yours
.
Colonel
Heavytop
took
off
three
bottles
of
that
you
sent
me
down
,
under
his
belt
the
other
day
.
"
"
Did
he
?
"
said
the
old
gentleman
.
"
It
stands
me
in
eight
shillings
a
bottle
.
"
"
Will
you
take
six
guineas
a
dozen
for
it
,
sir
?
"
said
George
,
with
a
laugh
.
"
There
's
one
of
the
greatest
men
in
the
kingdom
wants
some
.
"
"
Does
he
?
"
growled
the
senior
.
"
Wish
he
may
get
it
.
"
"
When
General
Daguilet
was
at
Chatham
,
sir
,
Heavytop
gave
him
a
breakfast
,
and
asked
me
for
some
of
the
wine
.
The
General
liked
it
just
as
well
--
wanted
a
pipe
for
the
Commander-in-Chief
.
He
's
his
Royal
Highness
's
right-hand
man
.
"
"
It
is
devilish
fine
wine
,
"
said
the
Eyebrows
,
and
they
looked
more
good-humoured
;
and
George
was
going
to
take
advantage
of
this
complacency
,
and
bring
the
supply
question
on
the
mahogany
,
when
the
father
,
relapsing
into
solemnity
,
though
rather
cordial
in
manner
,
bade
him
ring
the
bell
for
claret
.
"
And
we
'll
see
if
that
's
as
good
as
the
Madeira
,
George
,
to
which
his
Royal
Highness
is
welcome
,
I
'm
sure
.
And
as
we
are
drinking
it
,
I
'll
talk
to
you
about
a
matter
of
importance
.
"
Amelia
heard
the
claret
bell
ringing
as
she
sat
nervously
upstairs
.
She
thought
,
somehow
,
it
was
a
mysterious
and
presentimental
bell
.
Of
the
presentiments
which
some
people
are
always
having
,
some
surely
must
come
right
.
"
What
I
want
to
know
,
George
,
"
the
old
gentleman
said
,
after
slowly
smacking
his
first
bumper
--
"
what
I
want
to
know
is
,
how
you
and
--
ah
--
that
little
thing
upstairs
,
are
carrying
on
?
"
"
I
think
,
sir
,
it
is
not
hard
to
see
,
"
George
said
,
with
a
self-satisfied
grin
.
"
Pretty
clear
,
sir
.
--
What
capital
wine
!
"
