"Ladies and gentlemen," said Captain Bellfield, as soon as the eating was over, "if I may be permitted to get upon my legs for two minutes, I am going to propose a toast to you." The real patron of the feast had actually not yet swallowed his last bit of cheese. The thing was indecent in the violence of its injustice.

"Ladies and gentlemen," said Captain Bellfield, as soon as the eating was over, "I am going to propose a toast." Mr. Cheesacre had actually not yet swallowed his last bit of cheese. The thing was indecent in its injustice.
