Arthur Quiller-Couch,
The Laird's Luck and Other Fireside Tales
“ For three weeks those bloody-minded dogs have been grinning and running about the city: and here under their feet, as in a mine, have lain the two most precious jewels of all—a clear conscience and a liquor which, upon my faith, holy father, cannot be believed in under a second glass."Brother Bartolomé was refilling the glass, when the Carmelite touched his arm."You have been here—all the while?""Has it been so long? I have been at work, you see.""For the good of man," interrupted Felipe. "Time slips away when one works for the good of man." ”
