For the next four days he lived a simple and blameless life on thin captain's biscuits (I mean that the biscuits were thin, not the captain) and soda-water; but, towards Saturday, he got uppish, and went in for weak tea and dry toast, and on Monday he was gorging himself on chicken broth.
Les quatre jours suivants, il se contenta de simples biscuits et d’innocente eau de Seltz, mais, vers le samedi, il reprit du poil de la bete et risqua un thé léger avec du pain grillé ; le lundi, il s’abandonna a une orgie de bouillon.