Outside it was foggy and dark,but the room was bright andwarm and there was a bottle of good whisky on the table, 'This is a sad business about Sir Danvers Carew,'said MrUtterson.
She began to think about Tom Morris again and suddenly she said to her husband,'Your friend drank a lot of whisky last night!
The soldier put down his whisky.
' He got out a bottle of whisky and the two old friends began to drink and talk.
When he came home, he took a bottle of whisky from a cupboard and began to drink.
