There were four of us: George, and William Samuel Harris, and myself, and Montmorency the dog. We were sitting in my room, smoking, and talking about how bad we felt-bad from a medical point of view, I mean, of course.
We were all feeling unwell, and we were getting quite nervous about it. We sat there for half an hour, describing to each other our illnesses.
I explained to George and William Harris how I felt when I got up in the morning, and William Harris told us how he felt when he ...