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I should like you better if you were common." "You're going to like me better," he assured her, "because we are going to have a cocktail together within the next three minutes. Look at you pale as you can stick. I bet you haven't had a mouthful of food all day. Neither have I, except a slice of bread and butter with my tea this morning. We're a nice sort of couple to talk about clothes.
Xerxes was the one thing about Zarathustra that the Company didn't own; the Terran Federation had retained that as a naval base. It was the one reminder that there was something bigger and more powerful than the Company. Gerd van Riebeek saw Ruth Ortheris leave the escalator, step aside and stand looking around the cocktail lounge.
Before she could reply to this strange exclamation, to which, nevertheless, some fire in her leaped in response, there came a knock at the door, and he drew away from her as he answered it. Two waiters entered obsequiously, one bearing a serving table, the other holding above his head a large tray containing covered dishes and glasses. "I could do with a cocktail!"
"It's infinitely better than Rivington," she said. "I suppose," he remarked, with a little irritation unusual in him, "that you'll be wanting to go to Newport next." "Perhaps," said Honora, and resumed her letter. He fidgeted about the room for a while, ordered a cocktail, and lighted a cigarette. "Look here," he began presently, "I wish you'd be decent to Brent.
I have another strong reason for thinking his belongings were here at least until noon today, but that can wait for the moment. Furthermore, I am positive that Sprague descended by the backstairs and went around the house to join the cocktail party which was to follow the hen bridge party." "How do you make that out, Bonnie?" Strawn asked, his grin wiped away.
You would never think for a moment when you saw him that he sympathised with all these dreadful Bolsheviks and Soviets and things; and that he disapproved of money and property and everything that makes life worth living. . . . Sometimes he simply terrifies me, Derek." She sipped her cocktail plaintively.
At 5:15 he was entirely ready for D. A. Sanderson, Captain Strawn and their party of indignant and unwilling guests.... "Oh, Mr. Dundee!" Carolyn Drake squealed. "You're not going to make us play that awful 'death hand' again, are you?" They were all crowding about him the men and women who had been Nita Selim's guests at her last bridge and cocktail party....
"Lor', Lovey Mary! she's cuttin' up scandalous," complained the old lady. "I done ever'thing I knowed how; I ironed the sheets to make 'em warm, an' I tried my best to git her to swallow a mustard cocktail. I wanted her to lemme put a fly-blister on to her head, too, but she won't do nothin'." "All right, Miss Hazy," said Lovey Mary, hanging her dripping coat on a nail. "I'll stay with her now.
He regarded her uneasily, took the cocktail which the maid offered him, drank it, and laid down the glass. He had had before, in the presence of his wife, this vague feeling of having passed boundaries invisible to him. In her eyes was a curious smile that lacked mirth, in her voice a dispassionate note that added to his bewilderment. "What do you mean, Honora?"
The butler salaamed and withdrew, leaving Jimmie and Fanny sipping their cocktails, while Virginia, still interested in the hundred and one curios scattered about the rooms, strolled around alone. "Some cocktail, eh?" grinned Jimmie, smacking his lips. "Fine!" exclaimed his fiancée, emptying her glass and putting it down on the table.
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