Jos waved his hand, scornfully glancing at the same time under his eyelids at the great folks opposite. "If you had made the voyages we have," he said, "you wouldn't much care about the weather." But nevertheless, traveller as he was, he passed the night direfully sick in his carriage, where his courier tended him with brandy-and-water and every luxury.

Jos waved his hand. "If you had made the voyages we have," he said, "you wouldn't care about the weather." But nevertheless, he passed the night direfully sick in his carriage, where his servant tended him with brandy-and-water.
