"That's your sort!" says Mr. Bucket. "Why should you ever have been otherwise? A man of your fine figure and constitution has no right to be out of spirits. That ain't a chest to be out of spirits, is it, ma'am? And you haven't got anything on your mind, you know, George; what could you have on your mind!"

"That's your sort!" says Mr. Bucket. "A man of your fine figure and constitution has no right to be out of spirits. And you haven't got anything on your mind, you know, George! 