one at night
I have observed this matter long enough to know the queer , subtle thing that it is ; to know how the faculty , for what it is worth , never lets you down . Mind , I am not saying that this is not the most desirable type of life in the world ; that it is not an almost unreasonably high standard . For it is really nauseating , when you detest it , to have to eat every day several slices of thin , tepid , pink india rubber , and it is disagreeable to have to drink brandy when you would prefer to be cheered up by warm , sweet Kümmel . And it is nasty to have to take a cold bath in the morning when what you want is really a hot one at night . And it stirs a little of the faith of your fathers that is deep down within you to have to have it taken for granted that you are an Episcopalian when really you are an old-fashioned Philadelphia Quaker . But these things have to be done ; it is the cock that the whole of this society owes to Æsculapius . And the odd , queer thing is that the whole collection of rules applies to anybody -- to the anybodies that you meet in hotels , in railway trains , to a less degree , perhaps , in steamers , but even , in the end , upon steamers .