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else in

hand. He

held it

between

himself

and the

candle,

tasted the

port,

rolled it

in his

mouth,

swallowed

it, looked

at his

glass

again,

smelt the

port,

tried it,

drank it,

filled

again, and

cross-examined

the glass

again,

until I

was as

nervous as

if I had

known the

wine to be

telling

him

something

to my

disadvantage.

Three or

four times

I feebly

thought I

would

start

conversation;

but

whenever

he saw me

going to

ask him

anything,