profit, which I found myself unable to comprehend.
At length I ventured to interrupt.
“Yet it seems almost a pity,” I said, “that with all this beer and whisky around an unregenerate sinner like myself should be prohibited from getting a drink.”
“A drink!” exclaimed Mr. Narrowpath. “Well, I should say so. Come right in here. You can have anything you want.”
We stepped through a street door into a large, long room.
“Why,” I exclaimed in surprise, “this is a bar!”
“Nonsense!” said my friend. “The bar in this province is forbidden. We’ve done with the foul thing for ever. This is an Import Shipping Company’s Delivery Office.”
“But this long counter”
“It’s not a counter, it’s a desk.”
“And that bar-tender in his white jacket”
“Tut! Tut! He’s not a bar-tender. He’s an Import Goods Delivery Clerk.”
“What’ll you have, gentlemen,” said the Import Clerk, polishing a glass as he spoke.
“Two whisky and sodas,” said my friend, “long ones.”
The Import Clerk mixed the drinks and set them on the desk.
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