Brandy and cigarillos

See what I mean, said Raoul. You can’t tell the difference. –

Holding the glass up to the light, Jan leaned back in the chair.

Raoul let out:

Hey! Careful! That chair’s got a gamy leg!

Raoul took the brandy glass from Jan and placed it back on the table.

Oh, we mustn’t forget these! he said, grinning. The Bradford millionaires!

From a box in the middle of the table he took out three cigarillos. Here, he said, you can tell the difference.