chater ix the begng f uncle andrew’ truble (第12/16页)
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he did was to grope in his wardrobe for a bottle and a wine-glass which he always kept hidden there where Aunt Letty could not find them．He poured himself out a glassful of some nasty，grown-up drink and drank it off at one gulp．Then he drew a deep breath．
“Upon my word，”he said to himself．“I’m dreadfully shaken． Most upsetting ！ And at my time of life ！”
He poured out a second glass and drank it too；then he began to change his clothes．You have never seen such clothes， but I can remember them．He put on a very high，shiny，stiff collar of the sort that made you hold your chin up all the time. He put on a white waistcoat with a pattern on it and arranged his gold watch chain across the front．He put on his best frock-coat，the one he kept for weddings and funerals．He got out his best tall hat and polished it up．There was a vase of flowers（put there by Aunt Letty）on his dressing table；he took one and put it in his button—hole．He took a clean handkerchief（a lovely one such as you
