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'In the Sack! A name for a story! But I am tired of corpses. They pervade my works. They give "a bouquet, a fragrance," as Mr. Talbot Twysden said about his cheap claret. 'You read the old Masters? 'The obsolete Thackeray? Yes, I know him pretty well. 'What are you publishing just now? 'This to an author? Don't you know? 'I blush, said Logan.
He declareth against fish, the turbot being small yet suffereth himself to be importuned into a slice against his first resolution. He sticketh by the port yet will be prevailed upon to empty the remainder glass of claret, if a stranger press it upon him. He is a puzzle to the servants, who are fearful of being too obsequious, or not civil enough, to him.
He drove his curricle; he drank his claret; he played his rubber; he told his Indian stories, and the Irish widow consoled and flattered him as usual.
The young man, who wore claret silk and a sword, had one of those thin faces of dirty complexion which show the ravages of dissipation, and he was talking with a rapidity and vehemence of which only a Latin tongue will admit.
Loan for King of Prussia. Well, must negotiate that to-morrow. Ah, Hockit, the wine-merchant, pipe of claret in the docks, vintage of 17 . Bravo! all goes smooth for Viscount Innisdale! Pish! from my damnable wife! What a pill for my lordship! What says she?" DAWLISH, DEVONSHIRE. You have not, my dearest Richard, answered my letters for months.
Sometimes though this was scarcely a relief another befuddled gentleman would be left at the uninhabited lodge in his stead. That was chiefly after hunt dinners or card and claret parties, when a new coachman would take a quartet of gentry home, all clouded as to their identities. "Arrah now! they've got thimselves mixed! let thim sort thimselves."
Roast the same as tame duck. Or put into the duck a whole onion peeled, plenty of salt and pepper and a glass of claret, bake in a hot oven twenty minutes. Serve hot with the gravy it yields in cooking and a dish of currant jelly.
But the Irish gentleman rather prided himself on the quantity of claret he could imbibe, and yet be able to retire with steady steps to bed, or if necessary to mount his horse and return home by cross roads without breaking his neck, or finding himself at sunrise just waking out of sleep in a dry ditch.
So Harry and his chaplain drank their claret in peace and plenty, naming, as the simple custom was, some favourite lady with each glass.
A dash at loo for about an hour, and half-a-dozen cuts at blind hookey, that's about my form. I know I drop more than I pick up. If I knew what I was about I should never touch a card." "Horses; eh, Tifto?" "Horses, yes. They've pretty good claret, here, eh, Silverbridge?" He could never hit off his familiarity quite right.
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