“Yes. I said it, you know,” said Joe.

“What'll you drink, Mr. — ? You didn't mention your name, by the bye.”

Joe mentioned it now, and the strange man called him by it.

“What'll you drink, Mr. Gargery? At my expense? To top up with?”

“Well,” said Joe, “to tell you the truth, I ain't much in the habit of drinking at anybody's expense but my own.”

“Habit? No,” returned the stranger, “but once and away, and on a Saturday night too. Come! Put a name to it, Mr. Gargery.”

“I wouldn't wish to be stiff company,” said Joe.

“Rum.”