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I could have drunk claret and champagne just as well as gin-and-water, and worn ruffles to my shirt as gracefully as many a fellow who used to be very fond of me, and now won't speak to me if he meets me in the streets. I never got a chance, never." "But it's not too late yet, Mr Lupex," said Eames. "Yes, it is, Eames, yes, it is." And now Mr Lupex had grasped the gin-bottle. "It's too late now.
"I will but can't now I am spent for this day leave out the bottle of claret for Father Jos, and I'll get to bed I'll see nobody, tell Father Jos I'm gone to my room." The next morning O'Tara came to breakfast. Every person had a different question to ask him, except Dora, who was silent. Corny asked what kind of man Black Connal was.
All through the dinner he was throwing out hints and small queries to get a fuller account of her; and when the claret had circulated, he spoke a word or two himself, and heard the Hon. Peter eulogize his taste, and wish him a bride as beautiful; at which Ripton blushed, and said, he had no hope of that, and the Hon. Peter assured him marriage did not break the mould.
Cecilia put her handkerchief to her mouth. 'Tell the steward and the cook both to come aft immediately, cried Pickersgill. In a few seconds they both made their appearance. 'Steward! cried Pickersgill, with a loud voice. 'Yes, my lord, replied Maddox, with his hat in his hand. 'What wines have you put out for dinner? 'Champagne, my lord; and claret, my lord; and Madeira and sherry, my lord.
"Poo you be starved, Aaron dear," rapped out little Wagtail; "you came here, because you thought you should have more fun, and escape the formality of the big ship, and eke the Captain's sour claret." "Ah," said Gelid, "my fine fellow," with his usual Creole drawl, "you did not wait for my opinion. Ah oh why, Captain Cringle, a thousand pardons.
"To-night it will make you sleep. What do you say to a glass of Clos Vosgeot?" "Is that a claret?" "Yes." "Well, as it happens, that is the one wine I take."
"Well, claret might do for once in a way," he conceded, shaking his long legs to take the creases out of his trousers, "and you mightn't find Father Sweeny so anxious to repeat the dose and that mightn't be any harm either! I daresay you wouldn't object to that, Frederica! Well, good-bye, ladies! I'm going down to the kennels "
Positively my last case!" and once more he banged his hand down on the table. Again the waiter glided up. He looked at the colonel expectantly, and the latter stared at him uncomprehendingly for a moment. "Oh, yes," went on the detective. "You may bring me er just a small glass of claret a very small one." Mr. Kettridge gave his order, and then looked relieved.
Ten minutes later, while Morris sat sipping a glass of claret, the nurse came down to tell him that Mr. Fregelius would like to see him if he were disengaged. Reflecting that he might as well get the interview over, Morris followed her at once to the Abbot's chamber, where the sick man lay.
As I passed through the gangway, I saw the quarter-master rigging the gratings; the boatswain with his green bag of scourges; the master-at-arms ready to help off some one's shirt. Again I made a desperate swallow of my whole soul in me, and found myself standing before Captain Claret. His flushed face obviously showed him in ill-humour.
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