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"I've had quite sufficient, sir, I thank you," replied Jerry; "an excellent dinner many thanks to your hospitality." "Yes, but I must now give you your dessert." "I've had my dessert and coffee too, sir," said Jerry, trying to escape. "But you have not had your chasse-cafe, and I cannot permit you to leave the cabin without it.
Then we have John and Sambo in unadulterated profusion; the former ready at the shortest notice and for very small compensation to indoctrinate all comers in the art of plying the chopsticks, and the latter notoriously in his element in the kitchen and the dining-room, and able to aid the chasse-café with a song lord alike of the carving-knife, the cocktail and the castanets.
He has swallowed his coffee, and still there is a little corner left with its craving unappeased. Then comes the drop of liqueur, chasse-cafe, which is the last thing the stomach has a right to expect. It warms, it comforts, it exhales its benediction on all that has gone before.
Most of my readers know very well what a petit verre is, but there may be here and there a virtuous abstainer from alcoholic fluids, living among the bayberries and the sweet ferns, who is not aware that the words, as commonly used, signify a small glass a very small glass of spirit, commonly brandy, taken as a chasse-cafe, or coffee-chaser.
Politics are seldom witty or amusing; and though I was charmed with the good sense and occasional eloquence of Lord Jeffrey, I was glad to get upstairs to chasse-cafe and the ladies.
"Just a little chasse-cafe," said he, not exactly understanding the word he used. "It's all the go now; and a capital thing for the stomach." "It's not a capital thing for your stomach; about the least capital thing you can take; that is, if you wish to live." "Never mind about that now, doctor, but look here. This is what we call the civil thing eh?" and he showed the Greshamsbury note.
He has swallowed his coffee, and still there is a little corner left with its craving unappeased. Then comes the drop of liqueur, chasse-cafe, which is the last thing the stomach has a right to expect. It warms, it comforts, it exhales its benediction on all that has gone before.
"I like the solids; will trouble you for some of that cheese, sir, and don't let it taste of the knive. But what do they mean by setting the dessert on before the cloth is removed? And here comes tea and coffee may as well have some, I suppose it will be all the same price. And what's this?" eyeing a lot of liqueur glasses full of eau de vie. "Chasse-café, Monsieur," said the garçon.
Liqueurs, or other forms of what the French know as "chasse-café," after dinner were best avoided. The edict of course caused amusement as well as a certain amount of discontent with what was felt to be a kind of objectionable paternal interference, and it is doubtful whether it has had much lasting effect.
The man was sitting up, well enough, in the tap-room; but the middle of his face was covered with streaks of plaster, and he could not bring himself to expose his wounds before his conqueror. Sir Louis began by ordering the woman to bring him chasse-cafe. She offered him coffee, as much as he would; but no chasse.
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