Трое в лодке не считая собаки

           Harrissaid: 

           "Howaboutwhenitrained?" 

           YoucanneverrouseHarris. ThereisnopoetryaboutHarris—nowildyearningfortheunattainable. Harrisnever"weeps,heknowsnotwhy." IfHarris’seyesfillwithtears,youcanbetitisbecauseHarrishasbeeneatingrawonions,orhasputtoomuchWorcesteroverhischop. 

           Ifyouweretostandatnightbythesea-shorewithHarris,andsay: 

           "Hark!doyounothear? Isitbutthemermaidssingingdeepbelowthewavingwaters; orsadspirits,chantingdirgesforwhitecorpses,heldbyseaweed?" Harriswouldtakeyoubythearm,andsay: 

           "Iknowwhatitis,oldman;you’vegotachill. Now,youcomealongwithme. Iknowaplaceroundthecornerhere,whereyoucangetadropofthefinestScotchwhiskyyouevertasted—putyourightinlessthannotime." 

           Harrisalwaysdoesknowaplaceroundthecornerwhereyoucangetsomethingbrilliantinthedrinkingline. IbelievethatifyoumetHarrisupinParadise(supposingsuchathinglikely),hewouldimmediatelygreetyouwith: 

           "Sogladyou’vecome,oldfellow; I’vefoundaniceplaceroundthecornerhere,whereyoucangetsomereallyfirst-classnectar." 

           Inthepresentinstance,however,asregardedthecampingout,hispracticalviewofthemattercameasaverytimelyhint. Campingoutinrainyweatherisnotpleasant.