"Most happy too see ye, most happy to see ye."
"This is exactly the correct receipt, my Lord. To every two two bottles of still champaigne, one pint of curaçoa." The Peer's eyes glistened, and his companion proceeded; "One pint of curaçoa; catch the aroma of a pound of green tea, and dash the whole with glenlivet."
"Splendid!" ejaculated the Marquess.
"The nice point, however, which it is possible to define in a receipt, is catching the Aroma. What sort of a genius is your Lordship's gastrical chef?"
"Splendid!" re-ejaculated the Marquis; "Laporte is a genius.""
"Well, my Lord! I shall be most happy to superintend the first concoction for you; and remember particularly," said Vivian, rising, "remember, it must be iced."
"Certainly, my dear fellow: but pray don't think of going yet."
